I used to drink too much about once a year and regret it severely. I've grown up some. Now it's more like...once every few years. So, judging by last weekend, this kind of thing should not happen for a few years.
we're building a deck, it may never get done. we will always be BUILDING a deck.
i put lime on the lawn..then it didn't rain for like 2 weeks. WTF? This is Portland in February. Whatever. Now all the lime is on the deck and in the house. I guess we need PH balancing indoors too.
Wised up and had somebody else trim the monster 150 foot long, 15 foot tall hedge. Haven't gotten the bill yet.
Man, this is boring. See....told ya. You know, I frequently think of brilliantly funny things to write, then I forget them. What's that all about?
Oh yeah, I was composing an ode to my VW. It's not done, probably never will be. I have some notes: There are sections about how lovable it is; how it's good that it can't talk; about how it used to know its own way to Cook's Tavern, but now it only knows its way to Home Depot; about how's it's reliable except when it's not; about how it used to smell wonderfully of sandalwood and exhaust, but now it smells like fermaldyhide (sp?) from that stupid pink insulation I left in there for a few weeks; about how you can hear no road noise in it --not over the rattling of all the old parts and the whistling over 40mph; about how, even at almost 40 years old, it still gets better milage than the average SUV; about how I can't part with it because some kind of aging issues I seem to have, etc etc. I'll commission somebody to turn these notes into a work of art.
Tony just called and offered to GIVE me a racing sailboat. As soon as I got off the phone, Taylor said: Tell me you are NOT considering that seriously. ummmm, no dear, of course not...(crap)
we're building a deck, it may never get done. we will always be BUILDING a deck.
i put lime on the lawn..then it didn't rain for like 2 weeks. WTF? This is Portland in February. Whatever. Now all the lime is on the deck and in the house. I guess we need PH balancing indoors too.
Wised up and had somebody else trim the monster 150 foot long, 15 foot tall hedge. Haven't gotten the bill yet.
Man, this is boring. See....told ya. You know, I frequently think of brilliantly funny things to write, then I forget them. What's that all about?
Oh yeah, I was composing an ode to my VW. It's not done, probably never will be. I have some notes: There are sections about how lovable it is; how it's good that it can't talk; about how it used to know its own way to Cook's Tavern, but now it only knows its way to Home Depot; about how's it's reliable except when it's not; about how it used to smell wonderfully of sandalwood and exhaust, but now it smells like fermaldyhide (sp?) from that stupid pink insulation I left in there for a few weeks; about how you can hear no road noise in it --not over the rattling of all the old parts and the whistling over 40mph; about how, even at almost 40 years old, it still gets better milage than the average SUV; about how I can't part with it because some kind of aging issues I seem to have, etc etc. I'll commission somebody to turn these notes into a work of art.
Tony just called and offered to GIVE me a racing sailboat. As soon as I got off the phone, Taylor said: Tell me you are NOT considering that seriously. ummmm, no dear, of course not...(crap)
I'm probably due for a picture. Let me go find a picture worthy of posting....
Ok, here's one that almost NOBODY will recognize. It's uncharacteristically cheesy for me, but anything can happen. Taken last Oct when Andra and I were cruising up I-95 toward Newark. If you can tell me what this is, drop me a line and I'll confirm or deny.
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