Well, here we are! Tuesday Feb 26 in Canada and a stiff winter day it is! A whole -32C (-26F) out there (without the windchill factored in). It's been like this for the better part of a month and change, and it ain't over yet! It was comforting to see that the North Pole was warmer than here today...it gives us hope that maybe some day we'll get hit by global warming too!:lmao: ..but we're still a long ways off from growing bananas here.
Anyhew, it's funny how sometimes days like this can put you right out of touch with everything. I was watching a YouTube video last night of a game that had just happened in the States somewhere..and there was DIRT!!! Do you know how long it's been since we've seen dirt? Do you know how long it's been since we could run around outside and not have the air crystallize inside your lungs? Plastic breaks here just by leaving it outside for a few hours. hahahaha:doh:
So, we're in serious limbo. We work out inside (except when we're out clearing fresh fallen snow...which happens alot) with the hopes of someday seeing grass again and being able to fire an airsoft BB without it becoming a lethal frozen projectile. Cabin fever has set in so hard that I slowly came to the terrifying realization that I was done my Thompson project!! %$#&!!! I still have two months of winter to go before it even warms up enough to play outside...and that's simply unacceptable. So, without gaming a single mag, I tore it apart again and ordered another barrel for it. I re-did an already perfect shim job, and tidied up the wiring from the mosfet unit with ninja precision. Unsoldered all the connectors and made everything exactly the right length and even cutting the pieces of heat shrink exactly the same.
See folks? The deep cold is nothing to fool with. It messes with your mind. As the body lives in a semi state of shock brought on by age old survival instincts to keep warm while digesting every piece of animal fat in sight, the mind slowly goes into denial thinking it will soon be over and that we got this. Just a little rest, maybe even a sleep. No, this is exactly how people freeze to death in the wilderness...except we do it every single year. At this point even the charred bones in the pork chop are looking mighty tasty...we may even fight the inlaws' dogs for them. Ever watch Wile E. Coyote when he looks at the Road Runner and all he sees is a steaming plate? Yeah...even the dogs look like that. Hey, even squirrels and mice have meat in there...ever been that hungry? The mice carry hanta virus, so bad idea, but squirrel legs taste like chicken wings when breaded and fried.
Anyhew, just letting the old cranium waft away the hours here...while we wait for a magical little package from RedWolf. A small buoy of salvation that signals the warmth of spring, eventually, maybe...if we don't end up having that eternal nap first...:zzz::zzz::zzz:
Anyhew, it's funny how sometimes days like this can put you right out of touch with everything. I was watching a YouTube video last night of a game that had just happened in the States somewhere..and there was DIRT!!! Do you know how long it's been since we've seen dirt? Do you know how long it's been since we could run around outside and not have the air crystallize inside your lungs? Plastic breaks here just by leaving it outside for a few hours. hahahaha:doh:
So, we're in serious limbo. We work out inside (except when we're out clearing fresh fallen snow...which happens alot) with the hopes of someday seeing grass again and being able to fire an airsoft BB without it becoming a lethal frozen projectile. Cabin fever has set in so hard that I slowly came to the terrifying realization that I was done my Thompson project!! %$#&!!! I still have two months of winter to go before it even warms up enough to play outside...and that's simply unacceptable. So, without gaming a single mag, I tore it apart again and ordered another barrel for it. I re-did an already perfect shim job, and tidied up the wiring from the mosfet unit with ninja precision. Unsoldered all the connectors and made everything exactly the right length and even cutting the pieces of heat shrink exactly the same.
See folks? The deep cold is nothing to fool with. It messes with your mind. As the body lives in a semi state of shock brought on by age old survival instincts to keep warm while digesting every piece of animal fat in sight, the mind slowly goes into denial thinking it will soon be over and that we got this. Just a little rest, maybe even a sleep. No, this is exactly how people freeze to death in the wilderness...except we do it every single year. At this point even the charred bones in the pork chop are looking mighty tasty...we may even fight the inlaws' dogs for them. Ever watch Wile E. Coyote when he looks at the Road Runner and all he sees is a steaming plate? Yeah...even the dogs look like that. Hey, even squirrels and mice have meat in there...ever been that hungry? The mice carry hanta virus, so bad idea, but squirrel legs taste like chicken wings when breaded and fried.
Anyhew, just letting the old cranium waft away the hours here...while we wait for a magical little package from RedWolf. A small buoy of salvation that signals the warmth of spring, eventually, maybe...if we don't end up having that eternal nap first...:zzz::zzz::zzz:
