Blurf At irk of course. Tis Firday though. Also payday. I think I will off to the grocery store as the irk cupboards are bare. I don’t know what I want though.
Have you ever seen Canadian horse flys?
We’re in the midst of a heat wave, it’s hot & hoomid out. We always do a picture at the end of run club, when we’re hot, & smelly, & stinky & sweaty. The guy who took the picture last night channeled his unknown-to-him inner Mumperness by what he told us to say, instead of “Smile” or “Cheese” he said, “Say ‘Swampy’”.
This is an appropriate point to mention that I have arranged for my good friends Spiderboy, Dogbutt and Rubble to take a cruise to the Dominican Republic. Included is the Spanish phrase book, *Su Madre Means “Good Evening, Officer”.
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Dude, if he was stoned it’d be even worse…
Warm 'n muggy today, so not fun to work in, but the wind’s dropped at least. Weather here is ridiculously unpredictable.
Noticed the first horsefly here today, it didn’t notice me, luckily, but they were pretty bad last year. Horrid things.
You know, June is supposed to be rainy season. I can’t remember the last time it really rained and not just a passing shower. The days of an all day slow rain are over. There! Maybe I jinxed it and it will pour for a couple days. We need rain.
Back from the store. I loaded up on junk as usual. I am considering asking my boss if it’s ok if I jet out early today. I am ready for weekend.
If Haiti during Baby Doc didn’t phase me much and as someone escorted to the airport by the MVD I doubt the DR would slow me all that much.
Speaking of which in a way ---- my frustration overtook me slightly last night and I sort of “over-threw” small sort. Several things got fixed and the boss-du-jour thought I did good but ---------- I am supposed to talk with the building-boss tonight. I figure a small ass-chewing may be in my future. The phrase chain-of-command will probably be mentioned. I’m a cossack (2nd Kuban technically) and he ain’t my Hetman (his last name is Germik) so I will sit patiently, agree a lot, and then just do whatever I think best from there. In other words, play the IRL “ignore” feature.
I didn’t shoot the whole roll of film when we went to the zoo a couple of weeks ago, so I took my camera on my walk today. I was hoping a neighbour would have his '62 Austin-Healey Sprite (first year with the ‘square’ body) out, but it’s covered up.
Mrs. L.A. wants me to go to the supermarket later. I’ve moved the Prius and the RAV4 so I can drive the MGB.
BLURF. In Denver, but not in a happy mood. The train was ok (2.5 hours late, but you expect that with AMTRAK), but sleeping on the train was a lot harder than I remembered it, along with a bladder that insisted I get up at 12:30pm, 3am, and 5:30am. So I get to Union Station in Denver, take the metro-train to the airport, get my rental car and get to my hotel by noon, where my room was ready…only to find that somewhere in the last day or so I had lost my car keys and the attached house key.
I’m pretty sure that they were on the train, and I braved Denver traffic (which is pretty fierce) to check. They said nothing had been turned in and that the train isn’t cleaned and lost and found isn’t turned in until in reaches California. Oh joy. I do have a number there to contact.
So I’m having to figure ways to bust into my house when I return (I hope I did leave that one window unlocked). That plus very little sleep had me in a bad mood, but a large meal at Outback with a nice waitress, the US Women’s team winning, and 2 hours of nappage have made me moderately fit for human company. I think.
Apologies for venting, I am sure you all have your own stories but I’ll read them when I’m semi-conscious again.
Mooom is repeating herself. I stayed at irk until 30 minutes before closing as it got crazy busy.
Steak night at Chez Butter’s.
There is a whole lot of stuff going on at irk that I shouldn’t talk about yet and I’m sure I only know a small amount but jobs are being lost and we are a rudderless ship but we are keeping on keeping on. Tis a good feeling to know I shan’t have anything to worry about because I am an angel. Well, I am honest.
On the way home we had a squall blow through but nary a drop of rain. It was one of the strangest weather events I have ever experienced. I was driving and all of a sudden the wind blew hard, there was lots of whitecaps on the ocean and little dust devils like mini tornadoes all along the highway. Very strange. If one had been in a boat one would have had a rough time of it. As per the norm no rain though.
TGIF. MetalMouse here is hoping the keys turn up. Try not to let it ruin your vacation.
We’re learning our new TV - the first thing we learned is that it needs an HDMI cable to get the HD reception. The cable just didn’t cut it. For a smart TV, it sure made me feel stupid. We’ll see if it gets better.
**MetalMouse **- you haven’t left a key with a neighbor? Can you arrange for a locksmith to meet you when you get home, assuming the keys don’t show up? That would have to be cheaper than replacing a broken window.
Awww, that’s awfully nice of you. Imma gonna bring you souvenirs - all the booze from the hotel minibars.
BTW, I want you to know iffn it came down to it, I’d defend you. Fer instance, if someone said, “That flytrap isn’t fit to sleep with the pigs!” I’d say that isn’t true; that you are fit to sleep with the pigs.
When you get back to your home airport, you can drive home, & once you get into the house, you’ll have the spare keys to drive your car. Oh, wait a sec…:smack:
In the days of flip phones, mine didn’t join me after security at SFO; they found it & shipped it to my destination city where I picked it up at the airport, so there is hope.
We went to the dog park, but didn’t stay too long as it was hot. It wasn’t very long before Ripple told me it was time to go home.
Then we ate some lunch and took a nap.
I’m going to skip irk tomorrow morning and get out in the yard early before it gets so hot.
I’ll lay out the cardboard where I want to mulch to go and then my son can spread the mulch.
When I was discussing the leftover pulled pork w Wifey a while back I foolisjly mentioned that it would be good for making pozole, or tamales. :eek: So today, while she was out painting, I made tamales. What a mess! They came out okay though, except I needed more salt in my masa.
Also, I had a bunch of masa left over. After a few minutes cogitation I got to wondering if I added a few things to it could I make hush puppies? And then I wondered could I make 'em in the air fryer?
Turns out that yes I could. They aren’t quite right, but they were ‘free’, (for certain values of ‘free’).