Greetings From Jerseyland (%;}

Ken,  I have a few guys who hunt here on the Farm.  The Venison is quite Local and Fresh.  Dead on Tuesday;  freezer on Thursday.

He especially enjoys the heart and liver,  but I dole that out a little at a time.

Otherwise he gets spoiled and scorns his Kibble.

^^

When did Baba Jingo turn into Bei Jing ?  Yeah,  everything changes.

Nice to see some of you other Old-School folks here.  So I did not retire,  just a technology-induced Hiatus.

The old Dell laptop went into a coma some months ago.

Judit sent me a link to renew the password,  but alas,  the Android fone wouldn't play nice.

Ken --

Another Zoner outed me for posting upon the Phish fan board.  Some DBMB stalker type.

Yes it's true;  I post there sometimes.  They have a less complex password system so my login there is easy. 

STIHL995 compared to the intricate hoWARD %^(;"{ tHe dUcK 773} password here on VLZ.

Anyway,  I acquired some laptop PC's and was able to retrieve the VLZ login credentials from Dead Hard Drive.

Forensics :)

But anyway,  keep posting your Travel blogs.  One week you're in Barbados,  then Ibiza,  then Laos.

It's always fun to see your Adventures :)

Hey I'm really happy that the Husqvarna fuel cap worked out on your Chainsaw.

I really dislike pouring in 50:1 mix into the tank and then it spills out on your boots :(

Most of these failures are from a defective Fuel Cap.

So the big news for me -- I purchased one of those ^ second-hand.

The DR field & brush mower. 

It's just what it looks like;  a hot-rodded lawn mower that whacks tall grass,  thick brush and small trees.

Real nice machine for clearing the edge of a field and cleaning up Woods trails.

Thing weighs around 400 lbs. and this one came with a Kawasaki 17 hp engine.

^

I don't know Oren or the green board.  Really,  I'm not making a living off religion or politics,  so it's not going to ruin me if people say "Disco Stu is really Thomas Pynchon's illegitimate child..."

I'm more concerned about the social stigma when people realize my carbon footprint is less than that of a Yak or Koala.  Calculations indicate that between recycling Beer Cans into roofing material and heating the Barns with compost Re*Ac*Tor,  Al Gore and the Carbon mafia owe me quite a few credits.

Yeah,  that's me turning Barley into Biomass.  My DR brush mower runs on Unicorn poop.

I\\\  Copious Pastafarian research revealed the following...

TEAM3 GREEN | Board Game | BoardGameGeek

https://boardgamegeek.com/boardgame/275870/team3-green

The game of TEAM3 GREEN is played in teams of three players, with each player taking on the role of one of the three monkeys: the monkey who can't speak, the monkey who can't see, or the monkey in the middle.

":..How many times did the pooch get you in hot water with neighbors and or the authorities ? ..."

Actually,  Husky has his Dawg Lee - Saunce and current vaccinations,  so he's street Legal.

The Cops pulled me over on Jerry Garcia's Birthday,  after taking Husky to play at the Beach.

So after going through all their Ballet-Dancer sobriety checks,  they called in the Dope Dog.

That's because I did not consent to a search.

How about that ?? Dope Dog found nothing,  because I had no contraband.

The good cop was attempting to explain to the bad cop;  "Hey,  the Dawg is wet.."

I understood their whole racket,  but kept my Kool and learned more of their Shakedown procedures.

Of course they let me go, 

 Of course they let me go,  no citations (I wasn't breaking any laws) but what a Pig-hassle.  First thing I said was "I don't want to perform these stupid roadside ballet maneuvers,  just give me the breathalyzer."

However,  they don't use them anymore in NJ.  Some drunk politician beat the rap over calibration on the machines,  so they got rid of them (roadside breathalyzer) Drunk politicians still here.

When they brought in Dope Dog,  I was thinking "Gosh I wonder if Jane or Joe stashed a fat Roach under the seat?"  But technically they aren't allowed to let Sniffy Pooch go into your vehicle...

They cheated and left the passenger door open;  Sniffy Pooch hopped up on the seat and sniffed around.  He discovered Dog Fur and Potato Chip remnants,  but did not "Alert".

Anyway,  I never got compensated for my time.  Both Dog and I were late for Dinner.  But at least I learned that there are no misplaced dope stashes in my truck.

This was all in Wall Township,  right near the Coast.  Apparently they have a reputation for similar strongarm tactics.

Anyway,  very nice-looking Firewood stash Mr. Trailhead.  If I had to guess,  mostly White Ash and Oak.

I've got a few cords of stuff around here.  Red Oak,  Maple,  Ash and Black Locust.

Some Cherry and Hickory for smoking.  There's a huge Industrial-grade Smoker parked here from my Buddy BBQ Dave.

Thing is liek, a small railroad tanker-car.  Not the average backyard Smoker.

Rumour has it that we will have a BBQ operation here soon,  subscription / Supper-Club style...

^Probably due to the fact that we catch a Show occasionally,  or chat about the Shows.

Dunno who's coming around here near Future.

Always stuff happening in Asbury Park,  but I'm saving up for DNB Hawaii tour.

Damnit,  I spent all the frequent flyer miles last time.

"...handled it well, but how'd your dog react to a foreign adversary rummaging around his vehicle ?..."

That's an interesting question.
Hüsky is five + years young now.  He's not quite the excitable Boy liek he was as a Puppy.

Actually,  we really did venture to the Coast to visit Dawg Beach,  and he was pretty tired.
He runs around quite a lot there.  It's a workout for both of us. 

I mentioned to the cops,  "Hey I'm sure He would like to meet Dope Dawg,  and they will get along nicely."

But alas,  they did not get to play together.  Cops had me and Hüsky at the roadside while he sniffed my truck.
He does get along with German Shepherds,  and pretty much any Dawg breed.

But He is not the jealous kind.  If anything,  he's not 'territorial'  regarding me,  his Pack-Leader and Pet Hu-Person.  It's totally Kool with H.I.M. if I socialize with other Dawgs.

However,  He is a Gay Dawg.  Almost every time He's at Dawg Park,  He humps some other Male.  That might not have gone over so Well during the Roadside stop.

My biggest concern was that the cops might go nuts and shoot the Hüsky for imagined aggression.  So we maintained calmness,  and nothing bad happened.

The reality of it was that German Shepherd dope Dawg smelled the Sweet Aroma of Happy Pet Wolf,  and longed for that sort of Comfortable environment.

Give me two Weeks with that Fuzzy Fellow,  and I could Totally turn him into a Hippy (currently unemployable) dope Dawg.  Bet he could teach Hüsky a few things :)