(Hartmanod = Harsh Month)(ERE = Eternal Roman Empire; rather than BC, AD, BCE or CE)
Plans: back at Hawker
Greetings to you Mano/Manni, silver messenger on high, as you fly silently on your way reflect into our souls the glory of the High Ones that we might aspire to the realms of the gods. Bathe our world in soft brightness, and whisper to our souls of joyous realms beyond our knowing. Mano/Manni let us see the goodness within us and without us, all the nights and days of our lives. MANO/MANNI, HAIL!!
Born of fire, born of ice
Life is lived at such a price
Holy Runes send my way
Advice on how to spend the day
Outcome: WTF? Not good…
Hm…still haven’t heard back from Frithy, my friend on the East Coast (see yesterday‘s post).
It was good to be back in the saddle again. I went in a bit early to look around and re-acclimate myself. Lots of familiar faces present; lots of familiar face absent, some moved to other shops. The fun really started when 2nd shift showed up. Those two have always been a hoot!
What I heard a couple of times today was that the company wants this portion of Hawker (Plant I) emptied out and closed up by August (amazing, right at contract time). Until then, I’m going to take advantage of everything I have coming to me.
There’s plenty of work to go in the shop. I’m looking forward to make a goodly amount of money!
WTF? WTMrF???? Meeka has started chewing on the books in the library. At first I wasn’t sure it her and I gave her the benefit of the doubt; however, when I got her in the middle of doing it I grabbed her by the choke collar and threw her right the fuck into the back yard. ARGH! I can imagine this is a sign of some kind of boredom, but ARGH!!!!!! Bad luck for a bad dog.
Moved Meeka OUT of the library room back into the dining area, AND moved any available books she might be able to chew up a shelf or two.
Two shots of Wild Turkey Honey Whiskey http://www.beveragewarehouse.com/search/more_info.php?item_id=1708 shared with MY honey!
BOOM! BOOM! Out go the lights!
PM Prayer: All you gods and goddesses bless and keep your Holy Folk. From the cold shadows of the glaciers to the colder shadows of space, always, we have been your people. Guide and guard your North folk as you did in ages past. Wodan/Odin, give wisdom and craft to wits shaped by ice and fire that our foes be foxed. Donar/Thor, give us strength and the will to use it. Ing Fro/Freyr and Frouwa/Freyja, give full wombs so that bodies will be found for the souls of heroes. Let your Northern Folk grow in number and in power, so that our kind may live, love, survive and thrive, not just today, not for a millennium, but for ever and ever!
PM Rune: none
Comments: cared for animals, Meeka inside
Alaf Sal Fena!