Tyler and Emily in PNG

Here it is Monday and I just finished following the Super Bowl. Glad to see the Giants have downed the Patriots once again. As a Colts fan it was odd to read the recap of the game and all of the references to Manning. To me there is only one Manning, that be Peyton. Usually the reference to the younger brother is prefixed with Eli. However, I am still glad to see anyone beat the Patriots. Kind of like beating the Yankees in baseball.

Today has been a slow day. I worked my tail off this weekend spending all day Saturday and Sunday outside working on the house and yard. As my father would say, ‘I have to go to work to rest.’ Saturday I hired a workman to put up new barbwire on the security fence. Sunday, I tore down one of those old fashion 8’ diameter satellite dishes used to Skype aliens or something. One huge eye sore piece of rust to me. I found huge colonies of termites that I had to destroy and spray. Sadly, I think much damage has been done to the forty plus year old house.

My new favorite pastime is to walk around the property with my 24” bush knife or machete as you would refer to it in America. It gives a man some power and since of masculinity especially when I strike a branch or foreign object that is not pleasurable to my eye. Maybe if Tool Time made a bush knife, Tim ‘The Tool Man’ Taylor would call it the Binford Slasher 24”. Too bad I haven’t found one of those in the store yet.

One of the small joys today was when I saw the garbage man come today to the office. After spending last week throwing decades of junk away from the IT office, I hit a wall. I had no more space to put the junk because all trash bins were full. I’ve been throwing away 3 1/4” diskettes, old power supplies, motherboards, Windows 95 books, damaged hard drives, dial-up modems, and much more unnecessary stuff that I deemed as junk.

This week I will continue to ravage the IT office and clean up. Tomorrow I volunteered to drive out of town to pick up a colleague and translator from the bush as he shuttles via helicopter to the pick up. Between cleaning up and straightening up the IT office and my house/yard, I will continue to be busy. And without saying, I dearly miss my young lady, Emily. I am going to shame her on Friday when my birthday arrives. I know I will survive even if I have to eat pizza at the Lodge by myself.

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