Thirty-Four
Looking Down the Barrel of a Brand New Day - COMPLETED
Thursday, June 16, 2016
Ceci
How's it going?
I want to get caught up. What was that photo about? Is that a ladies boot?
Jack
Near our house, the Police found a human foot in a boot.
Matched a kid (male) who died in the mountains last winter.
Does not appear to be related to Joe's buried women.
Saturday, June 18, 2016
Jack
At Justin's football tournament.
Down in Denver at the Broncos training field.
Cloudless, hot like a million degrees, but the boy is catching everything, the football, stray birds, and shit from the other team. Up to this year, he's been injured bad every season, but he kept working hard, year round, and he is committed to playing through his senior year.
Tuesday, June 21, 2016
Jack
At the Car Dealership for a spark wire set to fix my car.
Walking through the Subaru showroom is more arousing than a strip club.
The sweet new Crosstrek.
The always sexy Outback wagon.
The STI. Need like five of these because it has a wing on the back to make it harder for me to go airborne.
The Forrester.
These cars are mountain Dad fantasies.
Ceci, do you have any automobile desires?
Ceci
I really like the new Forrester. It's the update model of my 2006.
Jack
Yeah. Dig it. Did you see all the cargo space in back? Roomy, baby! Plenty of space for groceries, school projects, smaller classmates.
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
Jack
Hey Ceci, Happy birthday from Whitewolf, Carmen, Bobby, Byron, Bunny, Red, Doggy Joy, the Johannsson Bros, the BSKs, and all the currently paroled members of the Iron Soldiers!
[Photo: White supremacist prison gang, the Iron Soldiers. Five young men with shaved heads, shirtless, heavy tat's posing in front of two Nazi flags--REDACTED]
Ceci
Thanks??? LOLOLOL
Thursday, June 23, 2016
Jack
We just took a case where a female bounty hunter hires a parolee from prison as her side-kick. She takes the parolee with her to pick up a guy who missed a court appearance. They go to the guy's brother's house. The brother does not know where the missing guy is. The parolee pulls a gun. Threatens the brother. Shoots him dead. The parolee was just convicted of first degree murder. Heavy case. But that's not the big news.
The big news is that before Jason went to prison, he owed me a bunch of money for legal fees. I knew he had nothing, so I told him, "Dude, you cut firewood. Just get me a $1000 of firewood and we'll call it even." $1000 would be about 3-4 cords. A cord of wood measures 4ft x 4ft x 8 ft., fits in the bed of a pick-up truck. Anyway, Jason and I go to sentencing. It goes well, but I never see the money or wood.
Whatever, that's how it goes sometimes. But unknown to me, Jason had a plan. Before he was sentenced, he went around to his lumberjack friends, told them a lot of nice things, worked some deals, called in some favors.
Yesterday morning, 7 A.M. Two big flatbed trucks show up at our house. Two young bearded mountain men jump out. They say they are friends of Jason's and they have a delivery for his lawyer. I say, "That's me." They nod, smile at each other, and begin dumping wood in our front yard, tons of wood, shitloads of wood, two big truck loads. When they finish, I go to thank them. They tell me they are not done and have more truck loads on the way. I leave for work.
About 7 P.M., I drive home. As I get close to our house, I pass the same trucks going the other way. I get home. There is a mountain of wood in our front yard. Jason knew I have my heart set on the County Wood Splitting Championship, so every log is an un-split "round" or "block". FRICKIN AWESOME!!!
PS: I passed our favorite book, Enchanted (Rene Denfeld) to Anne. Told her it was great. She loves it. Have you read Station Eleven? It's set on the western shore of Michigan, little finger area of the mitten.
Ceci
Driving
Will read this in a bit.
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That is a lot of wood! Do you guys have a wood burning stove?
Station Eleven? I'll check it out. I mean that literally.
Jack
ha.
We burn wood from fall to spring. Even through the Old Spice, I smell like a campfire.
Next time, sniff me.
Ceci
Hot stuff!!
Jack
Pot calling the kettle...
[VOTEâ, you gorgeous lumberjacks!]
Photos 1-7: Taken and owned by the authors, 2016.