No kidding. I knew a fellow about 10 years ago who was working on a job site. Went into one of the "blue rooms" (miner's speak for a portable toilet building). After 45 minutes or so he didn't come out. Finally after beating on the door and no response, someone grabbed a pry bar and pried the door off. Yep, he was dead in there. Fairly young, 50 years old.
I am so tired of the media's doom and gloom that has most people around me thinking the world is going to end if I touch their desk or papers that anything that makes us laugh is a good thing.
Yeah RH, "We're all gonna die" That's one reason I skipped to the BOL. Much more to do here than sit in front of the tube. And until today, I hadn't seen another human in two weeks.
Well, I was spending time at my undisclosed location alone and decided to clean the rain gutters, fell off the ladder and broke my leg, while crawling back to the tunnel entrance of the communications dug-out, was attacked by a marauding bear and had to fight her off with a Swiss army knife. She is presently up the tree that holds one leg of my radio antennae wire so comms are down and the bear is eating the wire sort of like a kid slurping spaghetti, some how or another, I think I might have soiled myself during the bear attack but fortunately I got plenty of toilet paper. i was able to splint the broken leg using an eight foot 2x4, but I didn't have access to my saw, it's in the tree house and the ladder is broken, so I put another splint on the unbroken leg and now have stilts. I am eye level with that bear, covered in shit, and not in a very good mood. We're going to have Bear for dinner tonight.
