I can weld, work metal, wood, and such.
I can shoot well and probably could take on a small island nation if I can have a few good people to outfit and work with.
I can trap and catch food using stuff I find outdoors.
I know how to filter and purify water for drinking.
I can hunt.
I can cook.
I can make fire with basic elements (flint, steel).
I can read people pretty well.
I have a bugout plan.
I can catch fish with basic elements.
I can brew and distill.
I can tear down an engine and rebuild it.
I can make love to my woman and leave her breathless.

(At least that's my story and I'm stickin' to it.)
Most importantly I can adapt!
You will all be welcome at Claymerica. Even the fertilizer people- we need people to haul water and garden too!
Connie- come on down- we'll eat you first. I'm guessing you're not toxic anymore after cutting back on the booze.
