Truth In Advertising

Its funny you know, I posted on QRZ about 10m being open and what I was doing and rather than anything positive, from the very first comment it was FT8 is killing ham radio rage. So, after having the above facebook post sent to me, it got me thinking, the very reason why I got out of most social media was because of the hairy palms types sitting in the corner wacking off just waiting for an Ohhh i gotcha now post.

So why is it that so many hams are so socially retarded that rather than say Good on you for having fun and getting on the air, they are bad on you for not getting on the air and having fun my way.

Ever seen rag chewer posts anywhere on social media? Its always a whine fest of someone touched me on the frequency, no one talks anymore, FT8 is killing ham radio. Its never I found a good rag and had a good chew. Maybe this is why no one wants to talk to them anymore, they are such miserable and boring cunts to begin with that everyone went to FT8 because of them.

I try and be positive, but really some days I just wanna beat people around the head with a stick and say wake up to yourself. I do radio for the sake of doing radio. I use all the bands and modes at my disposal and will go where the people are. Not whine no one likes me.



Can you spot the difference?

I planted Gherkins

I harvested Lebanese.

I think someone stuffed up at the seed packing factory. Anyway, i am not a big fan of Lebanese type cucumber, they taste to cucumbery to me, I much prefer a Gherkin which is not actually a cucumber, its in the Curcubit family but Gherkins are Melothria and cucumber are Cucumis Sativus.

How is that for a science lesson HAHA. Anyway i am pickling cucumber, not pickling gherkins. So sad, but I’ve grown them, now i gotta eat them now, even though cucumber taste like sad.


Mood Lighting

Out in the shackety shack, watching the FT8 on 40m in mood lighting. A couple of LED strips bring just enough light to see the keyboard and not attract every flying insect for miles around. The windows have fly screens, but man some of the bugs here can even get thought that. HAHA. The bastards.



Useful Home Brew For The New Shack

Once upon a time in the old shack I could never find the tool I wanted just about ever. They were all piled into a spot with no sense of order. So after unpacking things and having them sit on the bench in a mess, I figured I would go out to the garage and build a nice caddy to store them all in. Other than needing to drill a couple of hole a bit bigger, It should do the job.

Welcome back home brew HAHAHA