Great jumping Horn Toads! My Cayenne Peppers are blooming! It must be a miracle, or the fact that I planted them half way through June. Man! I wanted a whole ceiling of pepper ristras up and drying this Fall and I may yet have them. I went to the Nurse Practitioners office today and got myself a big juicy prescription for blood pressure medicine. I told them I was a survivalist, because they did not understand prepper, and they said they didn't care if I DID get up a supply. But enough of doctors and nurses and what not. Our tomato plants are coming on. They really like this hot weather we have gotten this last couple of weeks. Tomatoes and Peppers are two of my favorite vegetables, especially those peppers.
I am awaiting the Summer of Hell as foretold by the Half Past Human guys. So far there ain't been much hell at all. For the shape the planet is in we haven't had much trouble at all. I be looking for that trouble to arrive pretty damn quick or I will be greatly disappointed. We paid a helluva price for this mess and I aim to see the system get it's ass whipped a bunch for the crimes it has committed. It deserves it, you know. Those rotten bankers are going to reap the whirlwind and I will bet on that. And the stock brokers and the corporate lawyers are going to get their just deserves also. A lot of people are going to have to pay the Piper if we are to get shut of this mess we have been given. They say that confession is good for the soul and I want to hear some confessions! I want to see jail time handed out. I want to see Hank Paulson get his ass in a bind. He made it pretty rough on a lot of people and he needs to make amends as best he can. But for every Hank Paulson there are a hundred more guys who have not had their name in lights. But the light is coming, dear readers, the light of public exposure is on the way. It has already started coming forth in the blogs but when it all goes mainstream the reaction is liable to be astounding. Some politicians and some media people are going to go down with this particular flush of the national toilet. No pity here!
I'm all hot trot on the financial front but my mind keeps drifting to the up coming deer season. I reckon my son will come home and kill 4 or 5 this year. I can only use one but we have friends who would love to have some venison to go through the Winter. It is so good and the price of a 12 gauge slug is cheap enough. Just what some of us poor folk can afford. And that is how us poor folks make it. Catch a little here and a little there and before you know it you have made it another year. Works like a charm.