Life in Lynch Lair at Wildcat Station

[Greg]

Is that one of those lightning deals?

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

Mind your hubris, Dweller in Kindling!

[Greg]

All will be fire!

Bring marshmallows.

[Drunk Monk]

Cats?

wait. what?  
what are you building now?

[Greg]

I'm not building cats.

[Drunk Monk]

I'm not building cats.

Then why are you callin it Wildcat Station?  It should be Wildyawn Station.

[Greg]

Do you post here just so you add Taylor Swift in Cats GIFs?

Do you need an intervention?

[Greg]

Things are on fire here at Lynch Lair. Literally. Literally literally.

The nice men from Lepley Trees brought their chain saws and tiny backhoe and a propane torch. Good times were had by all. Pretty much most of the fallen trees are piled up and on fire right now. It's a good thing the boys have left for the day. Not worried about that bit at all.

The Queen and I took the opportunity presented by massive flames to burn up our shop and yard waste.

Mmmmm, fire. 12 year old me is pleased.



Marty the Concrete Guy also dropped in for more work. They finished building the forms for the stairs and added rebar. Concrete will be poured on Wednesday. They will also dig the piers for the shop on Wednesday. Hopefully, they won't all fill up when it rains on Thursday.

[Drunk Monk]

Fire.

I've had several friends lose everything to fire in the mountains.  You even know Hoel, Greg, from TCEC.  And Dan came oh so close.  Oz is just a preview.  

[Greg]

Don't forget Matthew Porter.

In an effort to avoid the all consuming conflagration, I'm burning the fuel around the property.

Plus, fire!

[Drunk Monk]

Don't forget Matthew Porter.

In an effort to avoid the all consuming conflagration, I'm burning the fuel around the property.

Plus, fire!

good thinkin.  

dan had a hose.  dan luved his hose.  dan played with his hose as much as he could.

you need a fire moat too.  just in case, ya know?

[Greg]

Is that a euphemism?

good thinkin.  

dan had a hose.  dan luved his hose.  dan played with his hose as much as he could.

Although it could be both.

[Drunk Monk]

Is that a euphemism?

um... no

[Greg]

GIANT MYSTERY POOPS ON THE PROPERTY!

The dogs barked at something for a few hours last night. This morning as I walked around the Lair, I noticed two giant piles of poop. And not horse poop, either. Although, you might think that since we had the horse incursion last week. But no, this poop was completely different.

I blame the Yeti.

Or wild pigs. But I think my first guess is the most likely.

[Drunk Monk]

remember when the yeti hulkburger bombed lynch manor's tiny commode?  i do.  my eyes still sting from the stench.  no, if it had been the yeti, you'd be blind from the fumes.