It’s half there! Our equipment is ready in the cabinet and feed-line is on the tower. The side-arm is on the tower and ready as well. We will be installing the antenna and terminating the feed-line this weekend. Once that is done the W0FZY-1 will be in full production!
Girlfriend: *Tosses and turns rapidly* "Mom!" Me: "It’s just me. You’re ok, nothing is trying to get you" GF: "What was that noise?" Me: "I just sniffled a second ago. I’m still sick" GF: "What does that represent? I mean, represent" Me: "I have no idea. What do you think it represents?" And then no reply. She had already fallen back asleep.
Wife: *wigs out* Me: "Are you ok?" Wife: "I don’t know why you won’t just go trick or treating with me" Me: "Wait, what?" Wife: "This is why we can’t just talk about it because you won’t go" Me: "What are you talking about?" Wife: "We were supposed to go trick or treating but you are laughing at me and won’t go"
My fiance wakes up, speaking absolute gibberish and pointing down: "jfksjio and under the bed" Me: "What’s under the bed?" Fiance: "They have a stove under there" Me: "Who does?" Fiance: "I don’t know but I know they have one and it’s like…one they pass around to each other" Me: "How do you know?" Fiance: "I don’t know, but I know they have it" Me: "It’s those damned Keebler Elves again, isn’t it?" Fiance: *Sound asleep*
Fiance: "I, I don’t like that. *points* The king is back there." Me: "Why?" Fiance: "Because I’m going to sell him" Me: "Why are you going to sell him?" Fiance: "I don’t know. It’s genuinely like, what, what happened." Fiance: *giggles* "But it’s not my problem."
Girlfriend wakes up abruptly, looks around the room…. Girlfriend: "Ok, don’t think I’m crazy. Do this…" She covers her face with her hands, as if she is hiding, but allows a small crack between her hands so she can look through. Me: "I have absolutely no idea what the hell you are doing" Girlfriend: "It’s just weird. When that stuff was moving. You just have to see it" At this point all I could do was laugh. I had absolutely no response.
Wife: "What? MOM!?!" Me: "She’s not here." Wife: "Oh. I’m worried about the pony" Me: "What pony?" Wife: "The pony. Coming out of the cage." Me: "When did you get a pony?" Wife: *asleep*
Wife: "What’s this?" *Points at my arm* "It’s leaking" Me: "My arm is leaking?" Wife: "I like the tattoo." Me: "I have a tattoo and it’s leaking?" Wife: "Um. I, I think I’m not asleep"
Wife: "Do you see that up there?" Me: "See what?" Wife: "That big green. It’s going to be, um, on the green there." Me: "It’s green?" Wife: "Yea. Big glob of snot and it’s gonna fall." Me: "Snot?" Wife: "I can’t even look anymore. Big snot. It’s gonna fall."
Girlfriend: "Who….whats in over there? Is he in there? What’s his name?" Me: (bewildered at all of the random and sudden questions) "I think his name is Josh" Girlfriend: "Is, who is the guy that’s above us in the replaceable. In there." Me: "I have no idea"
Fiance: "This…This is why I’ve had so much trouble. It’s like, it’s like this piece of hair made of plastic. You know, it’s like plaster and it’s just I don’t know I’m not going to explain it."