Oh here we go again with the snarky little railings - the flying pasta monster and such.

Little pot-shots from the same clay-potties, who insist the Lord doesn't exist.  Well then, why the relentless bellyaching and name-calling?  Of course, the answer to that question is found in Romans 1.  

It all boils down to bad old-fashioned contempt for authority.  Have to wonder what it's like to have to work with these railer-types.  Heaven help their boss, bet that poor guy or gal is eating Tums...by the tube.

Yeah, bosses throw work at people - people who already have a full in-bin.  Bosses are like that.  So, brought the thing home - yikes!  But thankful to have a job, one that pays enough to keep the lights on, food in the frig (nothing fancy, but it's nutritious) and gas in the vehicle.

That's another thing the Bible details - scoffers are an unthankful bunch, and they (spiritually and physically) behave in a  parasitic manner.

Why do i even bother reading the "news?" (Guess i'll never learn :/) Last night read an article that came up in the trough - and of course,

it was of a liEberal slant.  Complete with fanged-phrases like "republicans refusing to wear masks"... as if only republicans won't put on their masks.  Another phrase was almost laughable: it goes something like, they're (repubs) to mmeeee (of course) "smaller people."  And here's the big surprise, kiddies:  the article was written by somebody named "Heather."

Women get so emotional.  And then (still) wonder why they (still) hit hard against the glass ceiling.

Oh wait a sec, maybe "Heather" is actually a man...can't be to sure these days.  And yeah, could do a search for Heather's bio and maybe there would be a picture.  But what's that going to prove?  So much deception going on.  Was listening to a sermon (sermonaudio.com) last night, and the preacher was going on about folks not researching.  And yeah, man has a point about the societal-wide shrinkage of concentration span and all, but when you're asking if the article/back-up documentation is even partially true?  Yep, when yer asking those kinds of questions, you've been had.

So, at the end (or start) of the day, if i want to read what's actually True, i'll read a chapter from the King James Bible.

So, with the smug, invalidating, snarkyiness coming from the left, am experiencing a push to the extreme right.

There's only one thing that's keeping me on reasonably firm ground.  Yep, you guessed it!  The Word (Bible).  While the right is broad-brushed, (while the left can do no wrong...yeah, ask the guy whose pizza shop got torched last summer)  there are a few factions, here and there, where certain accusations are valid - those factions, some of whom, may wave Bibles all the day long, but racism is nothing but worship of the evolution god - uh, no thanks!

But the gale picks up at times...serves me right for reading news - it's all emotionally charged; attn: pms drama queens, call your office.  Just a few hours ago...ugh, don't like that ROC one bit - for starters (but there's more) a few months ago, that (bully)  look on her face...the same, (almost) exact look on the face of a certain distant neighbor; talk about steering way clear, that person is scary - and, oh yeah, the really negative energy coming off that distant neighbor was thick.

Didn't watch the election results - tv $ub$cription$? No thanks. But my co-worker, who has various amenities, did watch the numbers

from the comfort of her warm, lovely livingroom.  While i had, all along, believed there was some jittery-pokery going on with those numbers, what she said yesterday, resonated.  She said that Donald Trump was ahead, and then things rather suddenly had changed.  

During election days past, the final count was completed by the next morning - if not before,  but many of us had work or school the next day, so staying up past 11pm wasn't an option.  

This past election, there were issues...evidently.  Yep, i was naive enough to believe mail-in ballots were okay.  Mine had come to the house a few weeks prior to voting day.  It sat on my desk for about a week; was debating, do mail-vote or go to the polls...only to find no parking, and not really able to see where i'm going (like last election) on that dark road that goes by the township building.  So, opted to mail-in.  Being this area is civilized, and so had assumed it was properly counted.  But not all communities are inhabited by (mostly) stable people.  

The other thing that raised my suspicions is: (presidential) elections are major things, and alot of people were questioning if the count was legit.  The supreme court totally INVALIDATED these questions.  Red flag!

i get a bit perturbed when the "multiply" is accentuated, while the "fruitful" is (typically) ignored.

In the Bible, on like page two, the two terms are introduced - "fruitful" comes first.  No Bible scholar, but have heard of the "law of first mention."  Sounds to me (for whatever that's worth) like getting a job, saving up, building a house - one with enough rooms, where the half-dozen kiddos can move around...can do their studies, can play without tripping over things  - things including space heater(s).   Speaking of space-heaters, they need like three clutter-free feet.  

Also get a bit sideways whenever the quiver-full faction launches their batch of emotionally charged accusations...ya know, we spoiled Americans love our drywall, love our stuff - and do not want to leave our comfort zone.  Uh, guys, welcome to the human condition.  

Funny, not really, but the quiver-full sardine-cannery folks seem to have forgotten that the same Bible nowhere condemns a man and wife mutually agreeing to take (separate) cold showers at a certain time of the month, for reasons including high heating bills and (covid) cuts in work hours.  It's about being realistic, grown up and providing for the three kids who need things, things like winter coats (that don't smell funny) and shoes (that won't mess up their feet).  

That same Bible, by the way, warns against getting into debt...with passages like, the borrower being a servant to the lender.  Anyone with any sense knows that it doesn't take $800 cell-phones and tattoo visits to end up with debt - all's it takes is an unplanned repair expense (either the furnace, you  or both) to start that hard-to-get-out-off regress.  

The quiver-fulls could stand to birth some compassion...ya think?

Election days past. Through the almost 27 years my late husband and i were married, every election day,

except for 2016, i'd ask him the same old question: "okay honey, which jerk do i vote for?"   He knew more about politics than i, and frankly, except for the 2016, neither did i care who was in office.  We both were for Donald Trump, so there was no need for those, "hey honey..." questions.  Honey passed in 2018, a week shy of election day, and it's no big wonder why who to vote for was simply not on my radar - never mind, it never really was.  Politicians are politicians.

It wasn't until about last summer that the upcoming election began to matter.  Basically, what woke me from a lifetime of political agnosticism was the downright hateful drivel coming from the boomer blogs.  These blogs, of course, are written by people who are around my age.  And yeah, i get it, not everybody cares to vote for the same guy.  That's okay, but the dern nasty rhetoric (of which liberals are so talented) all's that did was set off the alarm clock.

Gives new meaning to "woke."  

More like, restores a legit definition.  Yeah, that's another issue - how LIEberals get their cookies off by ripping off the language.  "Woke" can mean, freaky-people-need-to-grow-up-and-get-ta-work.  Speaking of...time to get ready.

No math whiz, but 400 thousand divided into some 330 million

comes to like a sixth of one percent - certainly less, alot less than one percent.  And frankly, most of that 400 thousand had one foot on a banana peel to begin with.  Long before covid, we kept a distance from gram if we had a sniffle - catching a cold could have landed her in the hospital, if not the funeral parlor.  Yeah, toward the end, gram was so weak, she couldn't even walk outside to get her mail.  

Just heard a sermon where the KJB preacher posed the following observation/question:  Why aren't we informed every five days of the total of alcohol related deaths?  He, of course, was referring to the despair of millions who, because of the lockdowns, are out of work and unable to meet their financial obligations.  

So easy for boomers, living comfortable retirements in houses paid off - driving cars the same - to advertise (to their fellow snooty-tooties) having shed a tear upon remotely visiting the recent covid memorial.  

Before covid was even a word, would check out the stats - like one out of six or seven adults was seriously struggling to pay his or her basic expenses.  The fancy word is "food insecurity."  Can only guess the ratio is significantly closer.  All's i know is:  this needless lock down (a jailhouse term) has compelled a step up on the putting in the plate (if that isn't a work of the Lord, then am totally clueless).  

And yeah, i get it.  Covid is real, and it's nasty - it can rip your lungs to shreds.   But disallowing people to visit gramps - who's stuck in that nursing home, and really lonely...uhm, there's masks, and keeping a distance.  Masks aren't a 100% guarantee, but they keep down the spread.  

Life is risky, yeah!  So what do we do?  Hide in our rooms, behind 'puter screens?  And whine because the uber driver was 15 minutes late, and the (also overworked/underpaid) restaurant people forgot the little packet of balsamic dressing.  So boomer...bluuck.

Not surprised, the people dancing on the grave of white privilege, are the same ones who benefited from it. Back in the late 1960s,

they paraded anti-white signs on campus, then - come the next holiday, or for whatever function - meet up with family and friends at the country club and gab about last christmas at the ski lodge/the upcoming trip to Venice.  After college, these well-connected future boomers went on to lucrative careers, bought spacious homes in coveted neighborhoods.  Later on, though money not a problem, received another leg-up - a healthy inheritance.  Typical we-got-ours boomers.  

Young people may be struggling financially (happens when the rug's pulled out) but young people of whatever color aren't stupid, they know what a hypocrite is.

Will winter ever end? So fed up with snow-flakes. And recently a senior member of

a archeological organization has found himself in a potential blizzard.  This man, with a real position in the organization, had addressed real concerns during a (zoom) meeting.  The organization is facing financial difficulties - the years of deep blizzard activity has, of course, cost lots and lots in (really needless and unnecessary - and very unrelated) maintenance expenses.  Expenses which have nothing to do with archeology...well, except for spinning finds beyond recognition, that is ;/

Here's what basically happened.  Some newbie, with some sort of fluff-position, (are we shocked yet, kiddies) was going on and on about "inclusion" ... ya know, the same tie-dyed rhetoric to get unqualified people into the already financially strapped organization.  And it's always personal, always about themselves, with these magenta-dyed freaks.

Anyway, the senior member (baad white man, don' cha know) expressed deep concern about the finances... Uhm, without membership, without money...  And no, he did not interrupt magenta snow flake.  She had finished a sentence.  It was then the man began speaking on the relevant, the grown-up, issue of finances.  If that's interruption, well guess what, adults in the room tend to do that - especially when salaries have been or are about to be cut or eliminated.

Well, the drama started, when magenta started whining - complete with some  water-works.  He reacted (guess the decades long winter has worn on him) with a sarcastic hand signal (no, it wasn't the bird) and two words in a different language (perhaps the language spoken by several of his great/grand parents.  Don't know, don't care).

Needless to say, this senior member - whose big concern is the life of the organization AND the people whose living is attached to it - is gonna need a good shovel.

Godda get ready for work.

Here's what's really scary: if the left's handlers can muzzle the writings of our current President, Donald Trump, what next?

the Word?  That is: the King James Bible.  Have noticed, while there's lots of folks who launch hissy-fits whenever a Bible is brought out, and actually opened - and so much as two (yeah, like just two on a blog-post) Scriptures are read.   But, boy o boy, the fangs really come out, when the brief reading is from a regular old King James. 

i listen to a KJB preacher who goes into a major city (about 30 miles from his home) and he and a few of his brothers-in-Christ street preach.  Oh the temper-tantrums thrown by the scoffers and revilers...uh hey, there's no law stating that Bible-despisers must stand there and listen.  

i remember the news footage (back in the late 60s, when news reporting was reasonably

balanced) of crowds of so-called peaceful anti-Vietnam War protesters, demonstrating on college campuses (on their fathers' dime - most moms were housewives back then).  i remember the national guard being called in - evidently, there was reason for this, because things got out of hand.  i recall our returning veterans being called "baby killers."  

Even then, as young and clueless as i was, i knew that if the boot had been on the other foot, the North Vietnamese soldiers would have killed our babies, in a second, and laughed about it.

So, that war was messed up enough, only to come back and have a buncha spoiled college kids spit in your face.  Uh, that's no help for a soldier to become acclimated to civilian life, to getting a job, and keeping it...and keeping himself from throttling some smug little snow-flake dry-cleaners' supervisor (whose daddy had the pull to keep his smooth-palmed little boy from getting drafted).

Anyway, break is over.

Communists stifle speech. And they don't want people talking about Scripture either - so, folks won't know,

among alot of things, that King David was invalidated/silenced during his youth.   It looks like King David wrote Psalm 129 - because, 129 is in the midst several other short chapters that were written by King David.  Here goes:

"Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say: 

Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth : yet they have not prevailed against me."  Psalm: 129:1-2.

King David's youth is VERY important for people to not be kept in the dark about, because sadly enough, many children are flat out despised by their own parent/s/sibblings.  This is not good, no way to grow up, no way to be in reasonably good shape to deal with finding a job, and keeping it.  Oh, and by the way, King David did not grow up in a shack.  His daddy, Jesse, had servants (1 Samuel 17:20 and 17:22). 

And a few verses later you get the skinny on the needless verbal abuse!! (17:28) King David had to put up with when he was a youth. 

Now, if only more preachers would quit playing patty-cakes with the wicked, and preach the Bible - the parts that most folks are way in the dark about, and really really need to know about.

Well, this is creepy enough, the dragons are out in force...and have SILENCED (of all people) our current President, Donald Trump.

Can't say i'm surprised, dragons are VICIOUS predators, relentless they do what they do (even destroy their own young).  Something like twelve major internet platforms kowtowed to the current steroids-level pms - which is just an excuse to be a nagging harpy.  By the way, in mythology, a harpy is basically a winged dragon.  And those really unclean birds are have taken over America (and alot of other nations).

Speaking of dragons, back in the day, before all the PC-muzzling, it was believed, by evolutionary scientists, that t-rex especially, was a lousy mom - that she'd lay her eggs then go off; if they lived, they lived, if not?  oh well.  Hhmmm, were these atheistic scientists on to something, without realizing it?  Without realizing it, was the fact that spiritual dragons are real, and are evil...was that reality so embedded in these (mostly at the time) men's minds, that without much evidence, these men concluded that the predatory species of dinosaurs neglected their young? 

Oh i don't know.  Am no dinosaur expert, but i remember as a child, that was basically the view of those creatures - which by the way, must have terrorized more than a few boon-docks villagers.  Somewhere in the Bible (can't recall where, among some 1,000 small-font pages) it says that dragons inhabit places where men don't live.  That about explains why there's no evidence (well, any evidence that's allowed to see the light of day, that is - YEAH, it's not just our President who's been silenced) of men and dinosaurs in the same area, at the same time. 

Anyway, battery's low and need to charge this phone.  Nope, no 'puter, can't afford one.  Life goes on.

What happened in DC last Wednesday (1/6/21)...and the namby-pamby party is acting all shocked?

Yeah, acting...chidey-heidies do alot of that...buncha dragons, behind their ma-ma-mmaassks, but anyway...   The protest in DC was a long time coming.  While the election was probably stolen (shock-shock) one thing for sure which has been stolen - lock. stock. and barrel - is our language.  

For example: if you simply say, "but the Bible says the husband leads the home."  The heidies - and their flunkies - so predictably ;/ will spin that matter-of-fact statement into some sort of womyn-hate admission, where the husband gets a free pass to punch wifey (because she overcooked the broccoli, again).

And if you express the belief that you seriously suspect that manhood (especially, of a certain race) has been and is being systematically maligned - and that this particular psy-ops (yeah, kiddies, there's more than one) has been in the works for decades - well, you're likely to end up being suspected of keeping a certain style of body-mask in a bottom drawer.

Oh, and if ya even think, "psy-ops," (i.e. simply stating the obvious) may be going on, well, then you're likely an extremist - and, well, not quite hitting on all eights.

Meanwhile, there's still a few Pastors urging the church to go out and spread the Gospel of Jesus Christ - that only Jesus saves (not buddha or mickey mouse) lost hell-bound sinners.  Well good luck with that one, christian - plain old common sense language has long felt the friction of a (fake) rubber eraser, and the words are so faint, they're barely recognizable.

While grocery shopping earlier today. Spring will be here...eventually. How are young men to

meet young women - and vice-versa - in daytime places?  Stuck behind masks, facial language is stifled (bingo!)   Behind a mask, you can't really tell whether or not the person is someone with whom you may want to share a brief conversation at a later time - maybe meet him or her over at the diner.   

And this shutting churches down is total bull.  Even churches where (the) King James has been long shown the door, churches are far better places to meet decent people, than various other places.  

Yeah i know, there's zoom.  Well, zoom is fine for Tuesday's budget training session - you're very interested in learning from the instructor what's involved in compiling the status of funds, but you're no way interested in pursuing a possible coffee-date with him or her.  And zoom in fine for visiting gramps and cousin zed - they live three states away, and maybe you'll get to actually visit, in real life, come july...uh, that is, if nanny-state will let ya so much as cross the county line.   Who knows.  Yikes, it's getting way over the top.  And now there's a new strain.  Timing's everything, ain't it ;/

Anyway, it's really needful for young people, children especially, to see complete faces - because facial expressions ARE a language.  Living my entire life in one area, i can only imagine moving a few states over - where the accent is heavy - and learning the new job from people wearing masks.  The first few days on a new job are nerve-racking enough, thankyoumuch!  The real fun, of course, comes with trying to remember ten different names.  

But alot of new employees accomplish that just fine.  Ya know how they do it?  Certainly not by associating Pete with green jeans (he only wore them because his washer had quit). Seeing full faces, and going from there - that's how!

The next few months are going to be mighty interesting. Just wait for inevitable tax hikes.

Just wait for our nation's borders to be dismantled, and watch the sluffballs come pouring in.  Watch 'em sign up for generous doles.  Here's where the real fun will begin...that is, besides the hikes in robberies, rapes, vandalism, and various other long-term thefts of (young and healthy) working-people's resources.

Give it about a year or two.  Won't be long, when boomers start noticing their retIrement checks beginning to fall seriously short of funding their living-large LIE-styles.  That's when the beefing will ramp up, bigtime.  Especially over health care costs, these will, of course, go up.   Ya know how it is with boomers - they want to rock-and-roll forever...that's so pathetic...come on, at 60+???  The guitar tattoo is faded, gedda grip!  

Anyhow, with slackers pouring through the gate (and breeding a new generation of std-stained no-counts and thugs) somebody has to pay for the free doctor/dental visits and the (gang-bang related) ER and hospital admissions.  

What can the shrinking percentage of sensible Americans say to their ever-whining new-agey (satan's flunkies are never satisfied, don' cha know) family members and friends?  How about, "Don't-wanna-hear-it, you voted for Ahab and Jezebel, now go 'way." 

i am SO DONE with communicating with LIEberals/leftI$ts; they twist stuff...stinking lying buncha narcissists.

Deception is what they're into, that's what they do.  Here turns out, the conservatives burnt the cities.   Yeah right;/ that happened...like i'll happen to be America's next President.  Have to hand it to 'em, LIEberals are crafty - of course they are, just like their (reptilian) handlers.  

Come November 2024...if i haven't yet expired, i hope (still) President Donald Trump runs again for President.

Plan to vote for Trump, if for no other reason, to honk off the LIEberals who've been waxing mega melodrama for way too long now.   Granted, some of the good ole boys, who had gone to Washington yesterday, had gotten a bit out of hand.  (Boys will ne boys, God love 'em ;)  But aside of a few broken windows, and a few stacks of paper thrown around in several offices, the City of Washington did not end up as a smoking  heap - uhm, unlike block after block in certain other cities just this past summer.  

In all THAT violence, many people lost their businesses, their life savings.  Business that, before the scrungewaffles  rioted, were already rendered crippled...because of what!   Because the getting-near-their-expiration-date hypochrondriacs were, and still are, making way too big a fuss over a freaking flu pandemic, that's what.

Btw, saw another full-faced lady while in town.  Yep, no mask.  Yep, not everyone is an obnoxiously lecturing fraidy cat ;) ;) ;)

The day before yesterday, went looking for other boomer blogs to read. There was a website that listed over 100 boomer-blogs.

And, not surprisingly, the descriptions mainly focused on travel (hey kids, nuts to you, we're spending your inheritance...mwa-haha:) finance (we got ours, and simply LUV to rub that fact in young faces) peths (yawn), and here and there, a few old-feminist blogs (yeah, whatever).  Among more than a couple of the blogs, written by women 60+, was the subject matter of dating (r u kidding me?? - ya'd think by 60-something, reality would have set in ... eh, guess not ;/ ).

And of course, the same lame LIEberal Trump-is-baad political mantra.   Oh, wait a sec, forgot to mention the list was infested with alota new-agey nonsense.   Yeah, i'm a right winger, and yoga is nuthin but a submissive posturing to devils.  As for exercise, there's always stuff needing done around the house - oh, can't wait for the afternoon temps to get above 45 farenheit. 

Needful to say, didn't see a one listing of a Christian blogger - oh, like that's a shocker ;/  Anyway, shift fixing to start.

"Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud."  Psalm 123:4

Missed out on participating in the march on Washington (story of my life :) Ya see, i still have a j-o-b (that hasn't been axed by the hypochondriac-faction).

Ya know, mainly, the inflated gaggle of chronologically past-tense people who want to keep America on lock-down - that's a prison term, by the way.  Yeah, it's easy enough to lecture on about masking, social distancing and zoom-meetings, when your house/s is/are paid for and there's plenty in the portfolio.   So basically, like 50+ years ago, it's nuts to regular Americans who must go out to work everyday.  

What went on in Washington?  Likely lots of folks with lots of time on their hands.  Uhm, that happens, when the (nearing or past their expiration date) hypochondriac-party supports normally working, healthy, young people getting SHUT OUT from their jobs - and keeping people shut out - for no better "reason" than ... well, the flu's making the rounds.  Btw, President Donald Trump was for protecting our nation's Borders.

And NO! this old broad (nearing her expiration date :) ain't shuttin' up, and ain't goin' away ... uh, that is, unless the Lord has other plans - yikes :O  (Can ya spell, "The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge.")

What's wrong with this country? Give it a few months!

When Ahab becomes President - stirred up by that time Vice President Jezebel - rips down the borders and lets in every sluffball (to breed like rabbits).  Taxes will go up like crazy.   That's what's wrong!   

Calling Donald Trump a sore loser? Really! Thing is, back in October, and even before,

what sort of shocked me was the downright hateful drivel (Uhm, aren't words like "natzi" and "fascist" a bit melodramatic??") coming off the peacy-peacy boomer blogs.  Ya know, the same blogs that blather on about yoga (blluck), posItIve thinking (yeah, when you have lots of dough, it's real easy to wax on, and on...with the high-sounding lectures) and the endless peth-pics (yawn ;/)  Evidently, not a whole lot has changed from Woodstock days ... still the smug know-it-alls who think they know better (about running a nation) than their fore-Fathers.

No wonder young people hate our freaking guts, and want us to effing die, asap.

Sixteen days away from President Ahab and Vice President Jezebel. Yeah, i'm bummed out already. Had hoped that Donald Trump

would be our President.  And yeah, i get it, Donald Trump is not perfect - just way better for the job.  Was hoping he'd remain in the White House...buying us four more years.  Not only am bummed out, but am somewhat frightened - yeah, not supposed to be afraid.  Need to accentuate the positive (ggag)!  

Am looking at, perhaps, witnessing a major historical event: the possible, if not probable, collapse of a leading nation - a land that once valued people who actually worked for a living, went to church, and basically lived quiet blue-collar patrician (yeah, that goes together) lives. A nation where one didn't need to worry about persecution, for simply pointing out the obvious - such as:  tomato vines produce tomatoes.  History shows a certain (really gross) vine having been left to grow, did a real number on strangling various civilizations. 

Was the election rigged?  i don't know, but i know this:  (to borrow a line from a movie about a guy who seriously ripped off an antique dealer) "If you're asking questions like that, you've already been had."  One thing for sure, over the next couple of seasons, things are bound to get mighty interesting. 

It's almost funny, that if you voted for Donald Trump, that in itself, is enough to classify you (by the peacy-peacy ghandi-qroupies) as like some sort of persona non grata.   

Btw, saw a lady in the grocery store who (oh get this) didn't have a mask on.  Yay, it's so refreshing to actually see the face of another human being.  

LOVE this area. Trump signs are STILL up :) Around here, two out of three voters voted for Donald Trump.

Where i live, the only thing i have to worry about, when going outside the house when it's dark, is wild critters - the four legged kind.  Few months ago, saw a coyote down by the pole barn.  Bob, a neighbor who lives down the road some, packs - yep, keeps his gun handy, because he not only sees coyotes, but bears too.  i know that Genesis 9:2 says, "And the fear of you and the dread of you shall be upon every beast of the earth..."  Still, yay for outside lights, and those LED flashlights to take along to the wood crib / pole barn; never know if either is occupied. Doesn't happen often, but if startled, even deer can and will land you in the hospital.

Anyway, this new year, like other new year's - and about any other time, there's that comforting sound of GUNS going off - ya know, good ole local boys (and girls) shooting cans off posts, or out hunting in the woods.  

Had drama, clutter and confusion resided here, there's NO WAY i'd of been able to put that snow-rake together.

In this minimalist back room of this little house, i laid the five-foot box on the desk.  Carefully opened it, so as not to tear - in the case that any of the parts had not been packed.  Then sat and studied the instructions written on the inside flap.  Whenever they say "easy," i say, "oh brother."  Well, an hour or so later, had it properly assembled - the second and third pole, did that outside.  Btw, before going outside, took some (not alot of) olive-oil and a rag, and gave the rake and brackets a massage - that way, the snow won't stick. It's a 16-footer, enough to rake off the side somewhat flattish side-roofs of this little two-story.  

Then pretended there was snow to see what raking snow would be like.  It's now laying beside some boards in the lotsa-whitespace :) pole barn.  If the snow-fall is under eight inches, won't even bother.  Most snow-storms around here are like that.  Most - but every few years, we get hammered.  And since shimmying out the upstairs window isn't happening anymore - close call last year - needed to make a new plan.