Roberto pokachinni wrote:So I got a bit more of an update from the accident scene yesterday. The auger was a post hole digger, and what happened was that the auger grabbed onto a length of old wire that was buried in the sod, the wire whipped around and got around the guy's leg, and it constricted so tight on his leg that it could not be removed, even at the surgery at the clinic that I was at, where the ambulance brought him. He was flown by medivac helicopter to Vancouver.
We also toted the heads and guts from king salmon down to the garden in five gallon buckets and twenty gallon wash tubs, with instructions to dig holes in the garden rows and bury all the offal. That was disgusting; we never managed to bury them deep enough and they would float back to the surface in a state of terrible decay. Then we'd be yelled at and told to carry buckets of sawdust to go and cover the mess. Come spring the whole garden would be rototilled and shaped back into new rows, with fish vertebrae flying in all directions behind the rototiller. But by then the smell would be gone and the new crop of potatoes always thrived.
Dan Boone wrote:I'm a frugal garage sale hound in darkest red-state heck. It's possible that a home/countertop espresso machine will turn up at a garage sale for a price I'm willing to pay, one fine day... but it hasn't happened yet.