Book Board Chat

Aeg -- Yes, the tree is gone now. (stacked as wood by the fire pit anyway) Wasn't that hard a task, as gravity had already left it laying there flat/down. What remains is stark barren stump about waist high, sitting directly in the line of sight straight out the rear patio door (of course, it would!). Mrs Briguy's first comment was...."Well., what about the stump?" My response was "Stump?...what stump?.....That is an eco friendly, blends right in with nature, bird bath support." (she rolled her eyes)

Secretly, it was kinda fun. What guy doesn't want to fire up a rented chain saw and prance around flexing his manhood? I even wore an old lumberjack flannel shirt (intentionally)... like on the paper towel package, to perform the task. (she missed the symbolism).

Jim, et al -- I have no issues with those who want an electric car. I support fully anyone who wants to play around with that technology, especially as it logically "should" make the gasoline I crave cheaper. What I object to is the term itself. There are no electric cars. There are only BATTERY powered cars, which need to be periodically recharged via fossil fuel energy plants, belching out smoke in someone else's backyard. I've learned to laugh at those people so deeply invested in virtue signaling before a mirror, that they've convinced themselves they are the solution to all the planets ills. Try it on me. Point out proudly how your sweet ride doesn't have any exhaust pipe. Mrs Briguy says that when I genuinely laugh out loud, I sound a lot like that old sitcom character Archie Bunker. :o)

That ugly reality now typed and posted....its also true that a Tesla, any Tesla, can easily embarrass the best of 60's muscle cars at the track. Even a Shelby Cobra.

So I suspect the day is coming. When I finally see the Bubba gear head NASCAR types drag racing electrics......I will meekly apologize.