[Boatanchors] Care For A Pond Scum Cooler Or Kelp Grinder? Its Halli Time!

[Duane Fischer, W8DBF]

It is I, Frogzilla! Fresh from the Florida Everglades! Meaner
than a constipated swamp Gator with a barbed fishing hook
dangling from his nasal nostril and slicker than a graphite
greased vinyl seat on a golf cart! I had to make an early
excursion north to check on the habitable status of the now
famous backyard by his Pine woods pond owned by Fischer, that
I made into a suburban amphibian legend!



I had not planned to be back in Michigan this early, but the
state of Florida was spraying everything in the visible light
spectrum for mosquitoes! I tried repeatedly to get a pool
side spot to squat, but every motel from that one that
'leaves the light on' to some flea farm with two star prices
for four star rooms, had so much chlorine in the water that
my hide started to itch fifty feet away! One Beast Western in
southern Ohio offered me a spot for free in their live
Lobster tank! May those Termites eat the heart of your
untreated wood wall studs out Motel Ate! First you'll see
dust, then it will be sawdust! CROAK!

Hopefully most of you will not have your neuron powered think
tanks get tied up in more knots then found in the Boy Scout
survival manual by this 'round two' of the day is light and
its bright to save time thing! Like who gives a bald headed
Beaver's buck tooth dental floss kit as to what numeral the
big hand on the mainspring powered watch points to anyhow?
Humans either arrive somewhere and blurt out; "Sorry I'm
late!" or "Hey, I'm early!" If they should by some cosmic
fluke actually be on time, depending on whether you are
female or male, look at you as if that little snag in your
panty hose is now a marathon runner or wonder why your Levis
zipper is at half mast! Einstein proved in his General Theory
Of Relativity V12.7, that it is not possible to "save time",
money or a bad marriage! The best that humans have ever
been able to do consistently is to have the wrong time!
CROAK!

Remember to join the blind dude tomorrow, Sunday March 30th,
for the HHI 20 meter Net. He kicks the Pre-Net off at 12:45
PM EST/EDT, (1645 UTC). Then he launches the Net proper at
1:15 PM EST/EDT, (1715 UTC).

The frequency is 14.293 MHZ usb +/- (I can not say "Key
clicks, mike splatter or ... He has it copyrighted and if he
got dumb lucky and caught me he would skin me butt naked with
his ancient dull Swiss Army knife!). So just drift back and
forth between 14.292 and 14.293 and you will hear W8DBF bobbing around like
a drunken cork in the Rum bucket where those Apples don't bob, they get
rescued by a huge electromagnet, gutted out for parts and end being sold by
Tom, Dick, Harry and the rest of that family that is the primary populus
source for all states East of Dayton! Not to fear, W8DBF is out there,
somewhere hawking his Hallicrafters wares like a California sidewalk
vender pitching budget hotdogs that a few short minutes back
were still barking! CROAK!

I may hop into the Ham Shack and give the Net an ear. So you
dudes better be careful just what words about all things
amphibian that escape your lips! That is, if I can sneak
through the blind wonders LASER powered motion sensors that
could cut me off at my knees or transform me into a pond
green frog fog! Or worse, get seen by his interior satellite
tracking system that instantly vaporizes any entity not
having a blue crayon check mark by its itty bitty digital
image in the database memory by flash roasting it in a huge
EMF field intense enough to make a Georgia swamp bus station
steak tender!

Hear you Homo Sapiens tomorrow! Keep your knees together and
your ankles loose! You gotta get the right dangle on that
vertical takeoff angle. If it has a warm glow and doesn't
make a Geiger counter chirp like a Bluebird that sat on an
electric fence, then it is a vintage vacuum tube radio dude!
Keep those gassy tubes glowing, keep those trout streams
flowing and if your life is adrift on an economic sea with
hurricane winds of "greetings from King Neptune!" velocity ,
and you can't walk on water, ya better start rowing! CROAK!





Frogzilla