Its been a long time (five years maybe) since I started this project. Been filled with so many setbacks plus other responsibilities continually getting in the way and then all those plans "A", "B", "C", etc, etc, etc, failing to work out. Can't tell ya how many times I've (even Bro'} have been back to the drawing board.
Now to the azzkicker's first function I do believe you know exactly where I'd like to use it's fictional purpose first. Enough said! That’s between just a few some of us and the bashful reciprocan’t.
For everbody else:
Now again as to the real purpose of the azzkicker's use. When it's finished, deployed a-field beyond the realistic means of handy tap-able power source, this machine (robot) is about to become an un-protesting gate keeper merely asked to lower and raise a simple old fashion electrical wire gate for my sheer pleasure to repeatedly drive over without my having to climb off and on a tractor twice everytime I want to pass.
To simplify, my robot gate keeper will merely take my place lowering and raising my electrical wire up and down for me. Why, all of a sudden, do I feel like Don Knot's “Luther Heggs” trying to explain this?
Today’s mad cap busy day’s events…..
Today more or less started out for me evening last when I drifted off into dreamland very shortly after evening last’s meal. I was out like a light 8:30 PM sleeping straight through until 11:45AM this very morning. All I can figure I had punished my body fixing that durn disc yesterday morning/afternoon. I won’t deny there were several moments of painful experiences coming up to my mind from my right wrist and left knee‘s objections.
Weather’s hot and muggy. The last Sudex didn’t get planted likely in part my fault. Sleepitis you know! Well that’s my excuse and I am sticking to it. Bottom line truth if I’m sleeping soundly Frieda leaves me alone figuring I need it.
Up so late on another Shorthorn country day my first meal was lunch. Breakfast postponed I’ll catch up with it another day. Meanwhile in no great hurry to exit the coolness of this house I took to writing some this immediate family’s children and animal stories. I know, I know, I should have done some constructive art work for the book. I know what I want, why can’t I just get at it and get the pictures drawn. I know of a constructive reason for letting the art work slide… It’s just to damned muggy and clammy to slip and slide across either an easel or light table.
Fact is I’m through writing this for this evening before I go on to something else. BGKC.