Adaptive Curmudgeon

Not A Cord Of Wood

Sadly, I ran out of steam for stacking. Muscles don’t come back in a day (or a weekend). I estimate I’ve got 2/3 cord sitting on the utility trailer I’ve been using to haul my little sailboat. I guess I’ll have to unload and stack it before I can sail again.

I wanted to free my trailer for another sail/camp trip so I set to work. It’s hard work lifting stove bolts off a trailer and stacking them. But I was pretty diligent and just over an hour later the trailer was empty.

After I’d stacked everything I checked it with a tape measure. I expected 2/3 cord but it measured out at only 1/3 cord. Huh?

That’s weird. I’m usually good at judging such things. But it is what it is. Clearly I made mistakes in my estimation and must accept that I’ve amassed less firewood than I’d hoped. After all, it’s right there in front of me and tape measures don’t lie. In fact…

RUSSIAN COLLUSION! THE GODDAMN RUSSIAN SECRET AGENTS CAME AND STOLE MY FIREWOOD. THEY INFLUENCED ME THROUGH FACEBOOK ADS. THEY MADE THE WOOD VANISH!

I’M GONNA’ GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS. I’LL INVESTIGATE THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF IT AND EVEN IF A 400 PAGE REPORT HAS NO SOLID EVIDENCE WHATSOEVER THAT RUSSIANS ARE STEALING FIREWOOD… I DON’T CARE. IT CERTAINLY DOESN’T PROVE THEY’RE NOT STEALING MY FIREWOOD. AFTER ALL, THE ONLY OTHER OPTION IS THAT REALITY DOESN’T MATCH MY PROJECTIONS AND THAT’S TOTALLY IMPOSSIBLE!

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