Now that was a crazy week. Four days were spent scrapping salvage equipment. Three at Hawley, one at Roscoe. We pulled off the Roscoe end because we are almost to aluminum and it is down right now. Good golly, I sound like a metals trader! I am planning on driving to Hawley later today and picking up the cutting torch and bottles, to take them to Roscoe. Right now I am planning on working in and around the farm shop, possibly pulling the transmission from truck 242. We need a clutch and throw out bearing in it. Also plan on pulling the air to air from the wrecked Volvo and putting it on this truck along with a new bumper. Also need to locate a hood to trade for. I have been trying to generate the $$$$$$ to do all this but it has been a slow process. In addition to this project we need repairs to trucks 424 and 516. Power divider for 424. On 516 it is more labor related. We are going to swap the chunks in the rearends, replace the engine wiring harness, and do a little cosmetic work. On the fringe is a repair that needs to be done to truck BB3. If we can get that done I can convert that truck to cash and have more money to use for my fixer uppers. Of course one other ace in the hole is the Explorer sitting in the big pulling trailer. Ka-hing! Show me the money! Honey! Earlier in the week I was very pleased with my helper Bill and my efforts. We had been pretty productive, and suffered no injuries or burns. Or so we thought! When I got home and began to shampoo my hair, I could hardly stand to touch my head. All day I had worn my favorite straw hat, and apparently all day long small pieces of slag and spark had gone through it. My head was covered with blisters! Yuk! The largest was the size of my thumb, and it is still sore! I had joked that with the damage I found, all that should have been left of my hat should have been the hat band! Then Thursday, just about quitting time, Bill tossed a large piece of metal and it caught his hand. Friday he was crying like a sissy wearing heels! LOL! I will admit his hand was swollen. We made plans to do a half day at the farm Saturday. Problem was, it just didn't work that way. Bill was going to try to finish up and clean where we had been scrapping and I was going to spray 189 acres of wheat fallow. Turned out the large strainer on the spray rig had frozen and busted. I am not sure if it had happened in a prior year, but I know it had happened again. There was evidence that it had been southern engineered, but this break is between two cavities. When we began filling the tank, the strainer was leaking like a sieve. Let the record reflect, I am not the one who winterized the spray coupe! I have been totally amazed at the amount of oxygen we have been going through with our scrap operation. A bottle + per day. Lord have mercy! Thursday night I had told Bill to get a reading and let me know if we needed additional bottles. He told me he thought we were good. Wrong! Just bout lunch, I heard the torch popping off and was watching as he could no longer keep the flame steady on the tip. We threw the bottles in the truck and headed to Abilene. Darn the luck. 40 mile round trip. The only thing that saved us was a phone call I got from the little wildman truck driver. He told us that there was a truck at the motel where I put him up and the trailer was loaded with pizza. The load had shifted and the receiver would not accept the load. So the truck driver was giving away frozen pizzas. I called Trc and told her to go by. I think she got 48 or so pizzas. Then Bill and I went by. We got 56 pizzas. Freezer space became a prime commodity. I told Bill for his girlfriend to come by and pick up forty of the pizzas from my house to take home to his. I called all sorts of people. Rian was ripped about it! He told me to send some with DMS who was going to Lubbock for the George, Reba, LeeAnn concert. Rian was very distraught when I told him DMS left Friday. However, I went by the truck and picked up 40 more pizzas. After an hour we found space to store them in Roscoe! I gave the guy $25 for 144 pizzas. The ones he gave us are Cafe pizzas by Papa Johns, thin crust cheese and deep dish pepperoni! Erica texted me and told me she knew three little boys who would get down for some cheese pizza! Rian and Erica along with one of the Shallowater Ag teachers and his wife went to George Strait last night in Lubbock. Dms and Rockey also went. Reports on FB say it was good. I almost think Rian liked Reba best! Memama, Pat, Jeri K and Linda went to Abilene Civic Center last evening to see the Texas Tenors. I know Pat and Memama and JK went to Chili's prior to. This was Memama's birthday from Fred's family! I have no reports from their concert but did see pix of Linda with the Tenors. Well, I am staying with my pick of Connecticut to win the NCAA tournament. I took great joy in seeing Kentucky beat Ohio State! Well, have a day. FATHER, thank YOU for all YOUR blessings! YOU are good.