Went to the reservation this morning as I had word one of the long tenured tenants of my mom's old property had left willingly but was living week to week in a shitty motel. I went & spoke with her & her husband & they were having a hard time securing a rental agreement due to zero references because they had lived on my mom's land for 40+ years hence she was their only reference. I wrote them a letter of recommendation & had it notarized stating they'd been upstanding folk for decades. Truth be told my mom rarely ever charged them but that was on her not them. Also paid the sketchy Arab @ the desk a month w/o telling them.
Hit the reservation flea mall & almost al
fuckingmost copped a fucking Capuchin monkey lol. Some guy had a batch of 3 babies I guess toddler aged ?! They were weaned & ready to go & cute as fuck. The guy was real funny about pics so no pics(I think he was a illegal/exotic animal vendor type) but the one I wanted was all one tone dark everywhere except his face had puffy white jowls & chin like a gully ass beard lol. He was the only one that would come right up to me & grab @ my chest to be picked up.
Also was looking for a bush/brush whacker as I gotta clear some property & wanna do it all rustic native flow lol. Dude sales homemade hand forged ware. Copped upper right, shit's razor sharp & despite the crude aesthetics it's well balanced.