My initial inclination was to say that they’re obnoxious, but may be tolerated because they only happen for short periods of time in the fall. But now that you mention it, it was very likely the source of the mysterious sound I heard when I woke up this morning. It was this obnoxious distant whining that would periodically stop, then start up again. Then it would grow fainter, as if further away or on the other side of a house. Then it would be louder again.
On this basis I render my judgment: operators of leaf blowers should be shot. A verdict further supported by the fact that although I had a leaf blower myself once, I didn’t find it all that useful compared to a rake and didn’t use it much. Thus I conclude that operators of leaf blowers are the same noise-loving spawns of Satan who set off fireworks on virtually any occasion, and often on no occasion at all. There may even be some overlap with assholes who put tin-can “mufflers” on their cars and pickups. They would be dealt with severely in Wolfpupistan.
3:30 in the morning, I get a fraud alert from Discover. Not mad at them (that $0.99 from GOOGLE Tanya Corsse was indeed fraud), mad at whoever made the attempted charge and interrupted my attempt at getting my sleep schedule aligned after the DST switch.
And of course, once the new card gets here I’ll have to figure out all of my auto-pays on it and get those converted to the new one.
We’re hosting Thanksgiving for 17. My sister’s family keeps kosher, so we’ll have a (twice as expensive) kosher bird and everything else will be pareve. No problem.
My cousin and his husband are vegan, so we’ll have plenty of non-meat dishes. No problem.
Another cousin has celiac disease, so we’ll have plenty of dishes without gluten. No problem.
But we just found out that my niece’s college roommate intends to bring all her own food, because we’re not kosher enough for her. They’re coming in from the east coast, so it’s not like I can uninvite her, but this just pisses me off. I feel like banishing her to the basement for the meal so she can be as far from our unclean kitchen as possible. Just fuck her.
Seconded. And they’re not just a fall problem – people and landscaping crews use them all summer long for grass clippings, when a rake or a broom would be just as effective. They just about ruin my ability to enjoy a Saturday morning ice coffee and good book on my patio, and that’s nigh a capital offense.
Arrgghhhh………I can’t even begin to count the number of times I’ve fallen for a label that says “no artificial sweeteners”, only to take a sip and encounter that nasty chemical taste of Stevia. And it just sticks to your tongue and teeth no matter how much you brush and rinse to erase it.
I hate artificial sweeteners, always have and always will. I know people that claim they can’t distinguish them from sugar or corn syrup but I don’t get it - to me they’ve always tasted like someone dumped a spoonful of acetone into my drink. And stevia tastes exactly the same to me. I can’t distinguish between it and saccharine or aspertame.
Five weeks ago my one of my gf’s elderly aunts died in the nursing home where she lived her final few months. She, a sister, and a friend, all in their 90s, moved into the same high-end nursing home this summer. The three had lived together the past 25 or so years. They are all fully vaccinated and have each had a booster.
Auntie number one died, coincidentally two days after a positive COVID screening test. Yesterday her friend died. She had pre-existing pulmonary fibrosis. She was vaccinated and had a very mild COVID infection which contributed to her death, although her pulmonary fibrosis was killing her already.
Now the third member of the trio is expected to continue to deteriorate. She was actually in the worst shape of the three a year ago.
Makes me kind of happy that my parents were each only children.
ETA: whatever you do, do not enter your ninth decade.
I’ve always said it tastes like a chemistry set. My Wife is hooked on Diet Coke. But not for the ‘diet’ properties. I just don’t get it, all ‘diet’ drinks are just nasty.
My name is MissTake and I wield a mean blower. Sorry.
My excuse: I have three massive 100+ year old silver maples in my sideyard that seem to drop all their leaves at once. Ditto the largish Japanese lilac tree out front. Plus the neighbor’s sugar maple and oak trees blow over. And the other neighbor’s red maple. And, oh hey, across the street and their wall of elms. I had the lawn looking “proper” Sunday, and now you cannot see any grass in the sideyard at all.
When I’m done with work at 3, I will have about 2 hours to work outside before the sun goes down. And a front is moving in bringing rain / snow tomorrow night through Saturday, so it has to be done today. It’s too much to rake, and bag mowing would take too long - I’d have to stop every row to empty the bag.
BUT, I don’t decorate for Xmas until after the 5th of December, including putting lights up. Does that allow me any reprieve?
Got my booster (yay). Cursed out the leaf blower guys. My neighbor has those goons over twice a week 52 weeks a year! They are here in rain, they are here in snow. I’m starting to think that the were the inspiration behind land mines.
Also, I finally did my “Cologard Test” and I dropped the box off at the UPS store.
I know that I could have left it out front and called for a UPS pick-up, but I was worried about
‘Porch Pirates’. I mean, who wants to be known throughout the neighborhood as
“That guy who loses his shit”?
On the other hand, my mom’s in her mid-90s and still traveling. Just got back from visiting family “back east”, and she’d love to have her next birthday be an all-family event at her favorite restaurant (which happens to be at DisneyWorld).
And my MIL’s even older. Family’s flying in to celebrate her birthday tomorrow, at a classy seafood joint on the ocean.
( In truth I always put that, triple bagged in supermarket bags, between the big kitchen trash bags in the cans on trash day. Perhaps I should feel pity for people working for paychecks from highway 301 whose job it is to check ‘good citizens’ trash bags. Personally, I haven’t the nose for it. )
After 17 sessions of radiation therapy, today was the worse. The block at the back of neck seemed to cut off the blood to my head. I was in pain , but if I moved they would have to start again. 3 more to go…
You are all welcome to apply for citizenship in Wolfpupistan. No bribe is required – you just have to swear total fealty to the King. The idea is that I get to go around like Mel Brooks in History of the World Part I, constantly declaring “it’s good to be the king!”. It may be a while, though – I’m still scouting locations for the future Monarchy of Wolfpupistan.
