I’ve got an ‘antique pump organ’. Sorry, no pictures.
That’s okay, I’ll just assume it looks like the one dad had. He was playing it the morning he took his motorcycle to visit a friend, and was killed by an inattentive driver. Mom kept it for the memories, although she couldn’t play it as well as he did. I never played it, couldn’t seem to coordinate pumping and playing at the same time. Dad said when he was little there was one like it in their little country church and he sometimes was delegated to pump for the organist.
You are a very wicked man who will likely come to a very bad end!
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< sprays beer on monitor >
You mean you… Never mind.
Most likely. 
I was joking back at Johnny. No problem, I didn’t get it immediately but then I had to respond.
Your dad’s organ did sound beautiful. I’m glad you have such good memories.
Alright, children, go to your rooms!
Watches everyone look at each other with big eyes and then go do other things.
It was a pretty long day. The nice flat paved Skywalk parking lot was cold but the jays were fighting with the chipmunks which was pretty entertaining (and the fence looked pretty sturdy in case I fell down and started rolling uncontrollably off the cliff edge.)
Everyone agreed that walking over the Canyon was pretty amazing but nobody teased me about not going…which was pretty amazing 
The Meteor Crater hasn’t changed much since we first went there, they still have that big piece out to be touched and admired.
I made sure that we went by the cages on poles in Eloy, just to be sure to give them all something to talk about on the drive home. (Two cars, many stops.)
To be serious about pump organs (snerk) My folks inherited one from my G-parents, and donated it to the local church. Which I thought was pretty cool, plus what TF else are ya gonna do with a foot pedal organ?
Operation: Get This Place Cleaned Up is so far going well. I was shooting for being done around midnight, and while I wanted a short break, it’s almost done.
The rat bedding, seed hulls etc. and the kitty litter have been thoroughly swept up, and I Swiffered the corner where Monkey’s poopin’ box goes.
I have a litter-catching mat that I was looking forward to using - just had to get the floor well-cleaned first - but I wish I’d planned ahead. It’s folded in the shipping bag, and once you open it you then discover a recommendation to lay it flat “under heavy objects” for a coupla days.
Well, great, but I need it now(ish) so it’s under some laundry baskets and stuff for a bit. But I don’t wanna wait too much longer to get the new box set up, so I’m just waiting until the floor is completely dry, and then we’re gonna hope for the best as far as the packing folds/ridges smoothing out.
Oh, and the smoke detector is back in position.
All I hafta do tomorrow morning is move the rats (in their enclosure, which very conveniently is also a storage tote) out to my car for the day. They’ll be chilly, but they have deep bedding they’ve already dug burrows into, so they should be O.K.
For now, once I finish this last bit with the litter box, I can look forward to that long, hot shower I didn’t get earlier, plus a nice, warm (easy) meal. Looks like tonight will be Stouffers turkey and stuffing and mashed potatoes - one of my top favorites.
I always liked Marie Calendars Alfredo Chicken with Broccoli back when I was working. Eating processed veggies always makes processed meals more healthy. Hubs liked Hungry Man dinners better because real men don’t need mooshy veggies.
I’m glad you were able to get things cleaned up for the inspection, but kinda crabby because that tree is still worrying you. Be sure to mention that to the inspector, something needs to be done before damage happens to the property.
You didn’t really want a shower until after cleaning everything anyhow, I hope it felt goooood.
Nah. They are city folks. Ain’t nothing wrong with that, but city folks don’t usually understand rural culture. That’s OK, I get a little overwhelmed in a big city like Boise (I felt obligated to don a bra just to walk to the ice machine at the hotel) so I get how they don’t really understand where food comes from.
I did a dumb. I totally spaced on the holiday-belated garbage pickup ealier this week, because days and schedules and routines went all to hell. I did not roll my biiiiiig trash bin out.
I also did a bunch of cleanup and decluttering on my Xmas days off, and that’s before tonight’s Operation Get This Place Cleaned Up (which has mostly been quite the success) so for the first time since I moved here, my garbage bin is full to. the. absolute. brim.
Someone remind me to get that thing rolled out next week … ?
Honey, a blind guy taking a nap three blocks over could see the damn thing; it ain’t ezzactly subtle.
Definitely yes, and quite welcome. Work got really chaotic at one point today, and the “panic sweats” kicked in.
I hate that feeling.
But now I iz clean, my home iz clean(er) and I iz snacking on a weird mix of Stouffers … and sardines on Triscuits with various accompaniments.
Don’t judge. Needed high-protein, “easy” food.
Look at you, classin’ up the joint.
I never judge snacking foods.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 35 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 51 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. I shall take care of various duties over to the church house and then we shall be bears who brunch at Newk’s just to shake things up a bit. That will take care of the main need to feed for the day. The rest of the day will be spent in the usual sloth, general overall uselessness, nappage, and day drinkin’.
I see we got quite juvenile overnight. Makes me so proud to be a Mumper!
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas, alack, and bother of bothers, I must needs purtify and don attire acceptable for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. How I suffer for my public!
Happy Firday Y’all!
This one would fit.
I was never in any rental for very long - is this typical or just peculiar to your place? Apart from room inspections when I was in the Navy (hide the hotplate!!!) no one seemed to ever care about my dwelling spaces.
For whatever reason, I absolutely could NOT fall asleep last night. It was after midnight before I finally dropped off, and I was wide awake at 5:15… I felt like I was overly caffeinated, but I didn’t have any caffeine after lunch, so that shouldn’t have been the case.
Not sure what the day will hold. FCD was feeling really bad last night - he even took his temp, but he wasn’t at all feverish. His hands were cool to the touch and that’s a rarity for him. He’s usually giving off heat like a furnace on max! At least he took my advice yesterday and mostly chilled. We’ll see if he’ll do the same today. Meanwhile, my throat is starting to feel a bit off, dammit. I am glad we’ve gotten all our shots, tho - flu, pneumonia, Covid, RSV, EIEIO…
I think maybe today I’ll print out all our travel docs and make sure I have all the info I need. The biggie is to resolve our trip from the ship to the Buenos Aires airport. The ship docks early in the morning, and our flight doesn’t leave til nearly midnight. I know the cruise line offers a tour of BA - but does it include being deposited at the airport after? I need to find out. I also need to figure out how to order the internet package - it’s not obvious on the website.
So, yeah, another exciting day. Happy Last Firday of 2023!!
I’m guessing this is a state-by-state thing.
And despite what my mother would tell you, they’re not coming over to frown at the dirty dishes in the sink.
They’re checking smoke detectors, handrails, locks, do the windows open/are they cracked or broken, does the plumbing work, are there extension cords plugged into extension cords, is this place a firetrap or completely falling the fuck apart, that sort of thing.
… so I guess if the “dirty dishes in the sink” were crusted in various molds and insects waving happily up at you from their poker game, that might count as being unhygienic or whatever.
But since they are checking for “pest infestation” all signs of rodentage needed to go.
Annual “safety” inspections are standard here too. Pretty cursory but I bet if they found a meth lab or big holes in the drywall they’d tell somebody.
Mornin’ all. Just after sunrise on a mostly clear chilly 62/16 morning. I’m just fed at better-than-Denny’s and finishing caffinatin’. Golf next, then home to a day of sloth eventually with Her Ladyship.
She doesn’t nap or go to bed earlier, so her way to catch up sleep is to sleep until noon for a couple days. Making my best move to be elsewhere so she gets max silence.
Planning lunch w the pilot pal I went to Costa Rica with. First time I’ll have seen him face to face since then.
Pecking at my phone here, so I’ll be quick. Sorry FCD is feeling crappy & hope there’s some good news for catglove hubs soon. Yaays, boos, etc., to all.
Cheers!
SCENE: Two inspectors, off the clock, late at night, sharing a pitcher of beer. Pool balls clack quietly in the background, but the bar is otherwise empty.
INSPECTOR 1: You would not believe how much cocaine was at this guy’s house, man.
INSPECTOR 2: …
INSPECTOR 1: …
INSPECTOR 2: Think he’d hook us up?