2:01 AM Forum Check

Spring Chicken

Good morning Eggheads and those on the dark side.

Once again, no plumbing emergency. So why am I up and why did I immediately check the plumbing? Brainphart... Yep! Had me an original thought. Had to put it to ink before it got lost in the gray matter. Oh, and the plumbing check was just out of habit I suppose. Even so, there's got to be a reason why plumbing is no longer an emergency issue. I'm thinking and agreeing with myself that it might have something to do with my recent keel repairs. Maybe one of those nuro-transmitters that was being pinched was the one that was attached to my plumbing, and now that it is no longer pinched I am free to recharge unencumbered with the sudden onrush of a desire to visit the facility maintenance department. That would be wonderful except for the law. You know, the one that says oldepharts are required to become vertical at least once during the dark period. That law may be to prove they are still on assignment to this planet instead of waking up dead. Inasmuch as I don't have much choice in the matter, I'll take it.

Having pinned my original thought and released a measurable quantity of biofluid into the porcelain furniture I can now perform my other duties. As you may recall, during the last dark period I tried using the 'simulated' method of performing said duties but then I learned that I would be compensated in simulated monetary funds. Well, that certainly will not work to my advantage so I shall revert back to the manual method.

So my next duty stop was directly next to the south bulkhead of the refrigeration device where I manipulated said bulkhead into a partially detached position sufficient for me to determine that the interior illuminator was functioning properly. That is a good thing because it indicates that external power to the abode is still being consumed. This may not be the case later on should the negative soothsayers get their fifteen time units of fame for predicting imminent failure of the grid due to a named but rather weak weather pattern that is teasing the liquid border of outpost Texas. Weather patterns of this nature is one of the reasons for locating the Chicken Ranch to 30°03'09:30N by 95°26'50:43W at 115 upward vertical measuring units. No use tempting Mother Nature.

Having confirmed the proper functioning of the refrigeration unit's interior illuminating device I then proceeded to the external observation portal to confirm security. Rodney Dangerbird was nowhere to be visualized. Then I recalled having to temporary remove him from life support due to his, let's say, 'excitability' during securement proceedings. He would not stop crowing. On and on and on... So he is 'resting' in a dark secure place at the moment, Miss Mona by his side. Deputy Larry Ropa took over security matters for the time being. I think he was visiting Rodney because there was no activity about the Coop or grounds. As Scarlett would say, "I'll worry about it tomorrow."

I took a brief time period of undetermined duration to check my keel repairs. They appear to be secure, although still adjusting to the localized damages that continue to provide pain and uncomfort. I'm good.

A check of the Forum indicated some recent activity of note. Celtic Canis Lupus reports that his spousal unit has taken a turn for the better (or something like that) and is making agreeable decisions as to upcoming events. He seems pleased with the results. Meanwhile, CarWashMike is making bread and presented a pictorial of a recent success. No doubt he will be handy to have around for those who like to break bread. Grandpas Grub apparently has a case of up-and-about and is updating his reports. There are 11 Members and 114 Guests on board but most are sitting around waiting for the others to happen. I think I can return to the confines of the recharging station without being missed.

Say goodnight Leroy

Spring "The Other Side Of The Road Is Always The Other Side Of The Road" Chicken
Spring Texas USA

Celtic Wolf

pleased does not even come close to describing how I feel :woohoo:

Good night Leroy..

Sundown

Peter ol'son,

She's only playing with your head! The other shoe will drop sooner or later.