Fug me.
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
Just say yes
The morning thus far
Cleaned dog poo from the living room floor.
Unclogged bathroom drain.
The last year of single digits in our house!
Nine years ago, I held a blank journal in my hands and promised the gooey alien freshly spat from wife’s vagina that I would write a letter to him every day. Today the alien can read but fortunately is far more interested in watching Youtube videos of people playing Minecraft narrated by fowl mouthed f-bomb dropping cynics than seeking out my digital drivel. While the dusty journal remains devoid of entries, fear not son, I have left a virtual trail of embarrassing photographs, stories and videos to provide you and your future therapist countless hours of recurring couch sessions. Happy Birthday! You mean the world to me! (and please quit cursing behind our backs)
[Dear reader, They grow up fast. Set the excuses aside and spend time with them lest you role play a Harry Chapin ballad. And the ‘cursing behind our backs’ was a joke.]
Other missing things
Both my garage door openers are awol.
Life Interrupted
Quite awhile ago, I decided that it if took me longer than 5 minutes to find a tool, I’d go buy a new one. The most frustrating part of projects at my house is finding the tools needed to do the job. I have one specific spot where my multimeter lives. If it is not in use, it is in its spot. Except now, when I need it. The manual to the Jeep and the multimeter are missing. I just spent 30 minutes looking for them. I’m certain they are together and it is my fault but this is infuriating. By the time I find them, I will have lost all energy and interest in working on the Jeep.
Pets do not make you live longer
Pets do not make you live longer. They kill your husband off earlier which gives you the illusion of living longer.
How not to start the day
My mornings should not begin with me walking around muttering to myself, "fucking cats."
The animals are driving me crazy
I awoke at 4am to get work done. It’s now 4:45am and no work is done. Why? I’m bouncing out of my chair to let the howling dog outside, one cat is trying to push my coffee off the table, another cat is shredding my leather chairs, and a third cat is wrapped around my ankles. This is why I need a home office with a door.
HVAC Maintenance
When you go to bed with the house at 82°F and awake with the house at 78°F, your air conditioner is trying to remind you that you should not have skipped the annual maintenance.
We will try to limp by until the weekend by making the house super cold in the morning and avoiding opening doors throughout the day (ha!).
Temperature conversion courtesy of http://www.onlineconversion.com/.
Feeding Frenzy
I awake at 4am and suddenly all the animals think, "Yea! New feeding time!"
Tron…now!
I’ve been watching Zero Motorcycles since 2008. I’m jonesing for EV motorcycle in a bad way and this video didn’t help diminish my desires. Matter of fact, I’m wanting one more than ever now!
34 years ago it blew
My problem with this photograph is that I remember the event vividly. Somewhere, I probably still have my baggie of Mt. St. Helens’ ash. Yes, it was a thing. Everyone wanted some of the ash floating around the world. But my problem is that I remember. And it was damned 34 years ago! *blink* *blink*
34 years ago Mt St Helens erupted and drastically changed the surrounding landscape. Here’s how the blast zone currently looks
In other troubling anniversaries, the Rubik’s cube is 40 years old. See also Google’s Interactive Doodle. (My record time for solving it was 25 seconds)
Last week of school
This week represents the last 2 and a half days of school for Knox County students. So naturally they are working hard to prepare the students for their rising grade by showing them 2.5 days of movies, video games, and socializing.
I would love to see 2.5 days of fine tuning study skills, personal time management, and lateral thinking puzzles.
That said, drivers be alert. You are about to see children in places at times you don’t expect them.
Sunday! A day of rest…scratch that…a day of work.
Today is Sunday. The weather is cool. What a beautiful day to work on the yard, stake tomatoes, finish hole 2 of the miniature golf (yes, we are building one of those in the yard), and work on the Jeep. I toyed with sleeping in but the animals would have none of that (Feed us! Let us outside! Get up!). Thus far, I have taken my son to work, read a book, and done some planning with the wife. Now listening to The Mighty Mighty Bosstones radio station on Pandora. Just finished listening to Save Ferris
