Keep Calm and Panic On
I wear fuzzy black gloves.
News not pretty.
Phu Kng Gud
@ the Hillside Cafe after a string quartet concert. Being at the beginning of the week long break there are only a few here.
Nippy. But 26 °F out there.
Cold air headed this way, Sno 4 U Pullmanites Tuesday, too effin cold here also. 😦
Tomorrow I’m going to have to go around the ranch and pick up sticks. The winds the last couple days have knocked a lot of sticks out of the trees.
Ran up to South Lansing today, went thru Target and Lowe’s, didn’t find anything I wanted for Christmas. Might as well continue to buy Xmas presents on-line. I went to Lowe’s because of an item I was going to order from them on-line. Might as well go up to Lowe’s, see it in person and buy it there. They didn’t have any. It’s a storage bin, 24 drawers, clear drawers so you can see what’s inside.
I’m a spend timer, and
I want to spend as much of my time as I can on this planet, and I want some planet left for the children, and grandchildren, who are always kicking the back of my airplane seat…
/Bill Maher, philisopher
It is Saturday morning.
@ Swilly’s after 26 minutes on the sticks in the clear cold. Tuna melt and lentil soup. Joan is a superchef.
My, that was good!
@ the Birch & Barley after another 22 minutes. For some more coffee to warm up and tiramisu.
Not so many people here for tonight’s game but one drives a yellow Hummer and another has a yellow squareback.
A whole 27 minutes back to Sloan.
Day 7: 75+26+22+27=150 minutes, the desired weekly minimum.
Doc, walk on down South and shake Den awake, would’ya?
Uh, oh. Where’s Den’s new post???? Remember what happened last time he didn’t post something new.
What if something happened to him? Last time his ex finally got on here and told us what had happened. I hope they’re still friends.
We got dumped on. Looks like a foot of snow, really, REALLY wet snow. I shoveled several times today, going back out shortly for a final round. The snow is really hard to push with the shovel. When I did the back deck I had to shovel and loft it over the rails. Amazingly, I didn’t have a heart attack.
When I go out this time, taking a beer with me. Probably two of them.
One at a time is better.
Today I have seen all 3 of the yellow VW beetles. Also Natasha drove by in her blue VW beetle on my way home. She stopped for a very short chat.
The game announcer has started up even though game time is 7:45 pm. Passed some students on their way to the fieldhouse events while walking home. Clear and 30 °F out.
I like to play “Slug Bug” in the car. Funny how universal that game is.
Still no Den? 😦
Just for pure annoyance I have Fifty Shades of Gray playing in the background on HBO
I want that fucker to be killed gruesomely.
Also the crazy ass bitch who thought up this shit. She should be shot.
/kidding, but still…
My front door latch just quit working. 😦
Suspect broken spring.
Can hear the announcer, the band and the crowd. Ah, football…
WSU 14-0. So far.
Same @ half time.
A slaughter. Starting 4th quarter 23-3.
Forgot to mention earlier that just before setting off for Swilly’s I talked briefly with Cody, one of the original mimn. He was exiting a vehicle driven by a lovely young lady who was clearly quite happy with his company. So I am pleased. Cody had a difficult time learning how to please a woman. Maybe now he has.
But no pressure, Cody. Sheesh, Doc.
Jim is pulling your leg, Doc.
Uh, oh. Still no Den and it’s Sunday morning. WHERE ARE YOU, DEN???
On my way to the Nuevo Vallarta I saw a smashed car in the middle of the intersection. This wreck required the attention of all three on-duty policemen.
Car hauled to the grocery store parking lot. Glass not swept up.
A brief chat with Hanae and Nathan, also a wave to Joan Swansen, just as I was leaving the grocery store.
Ben hasn’t done the leaves and isn’t home this weekend so now I have to do some of the raking down to the street. Don’t want to.
Oooff. Time for a short rest.
And another one.
Ben finally showed up and quickly finished the last of the leaves which are raked into the street for city pickup by Thanksgiving. He’ll do the rest of the yard tomorrow in the daylight.
All is well, here.
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