MeTV, why am I seeing commercials for stores which are over 500 miles away? Did somebody get their advertising markets mixed up?
I’ve always had the impression that MeTV only sells one block of advertising nationwide. Which is why this Californian knows about Cici’s Pizza (the nearest one is in Las Vegas).
At least Cici’s is in 29 states; I’m seeing commercials for a department store chain which is in four.
A while back, I bought an extension brush to clean our ceiling fans. It had a warning label “shut fan off before use”.
It does entertain me when I see bright red or orange warning labels saying “WARNING! Operation could cause injury or death!” on firearms. I always thought that was what most folks bought them for.
Here in AZ, prop 207 passed. Hurray! Everyone on trial or in jail for the amounts covered in 207 are home free, people are being released from jail as I type. Other folks will be able to get their civil rights restored in AZ if their felony charges are covered by 207. This is really wonderful, fantastic and awesome. I am very happy about this.
On 11/30/2020 people over the age of 21 are able to possess up to a certain amount of products containing THC. The state has until the middle of March 2021 to put all the rules and regulations in place so dispensaries can sell to people who do not have their MMJ cards. If the state doesn’t get their act together by that time, dispensaries can make up their own rules as they go until the state does get its act together. Folks without MMJ cards cannot legally PURCHASE MJ in AZ until the middle of March next year.
This has been made very clear through all forms of media. Today, I went to my dispensary and didn’t even get out of the parking lot before the masked security guard asked me if I had remembered to bring my card with me. (Very diplomatic, IMO.) When asked, he sounded a little outraged while telling me that people without cards had started showing up at 8 am on 11/4 and NONE OF THEM WERE MASKED!
Dudes, seriously. You are the reason it took so long to make this stuff legal. Just stop being typical stoners, OK?
I am living in a mulch Dead Zone.
The only available mulch to protect my plants seems to be mainly
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rubber mulch, so your garden will smell like a Goodyear Tire factory. No thanks.
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artificially colored mulch for people who can’t abide brown/gray hues and which involves who knows what chemicals.
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pine mulch in nuggets the size of your fist.
I just want a small-caliber feeding mulch I can incorporate into the soil after awhile. The yahoos around here apparently will only accept something that can be applied once and will last semi-permanently, so they can go back indoors and watch TV and play with their phones for the rest of their miserable sedentary lives.
In the same spirit there is landscape fabric, which excrescence I will continue to dig up from the shrub borders and dispose of for a long time to come.
Faugh.
Hope you’re not subject to the whims of a Design Committee of an HOA.
If you have a home improvement store near you (Lowes, Home Depot, Menards) they can usually have it transferred to them or even delivered directly to your house for free. Check their websited.
I just went to the Home Depot site and confirmed that I could get some delivered from their store in Ohio to my home in Arkansas. No shipping charge.
Me, last night: Creates a list of all I want to accomplish today
Me, today: other than going grocery shopping and replenishing the bird feeders and critter station, has done absolutely fuck all.
Unfortunately, this has been me a lot lately. I don’t know why.
Hitting rock bottom in junk mail, we got a flyer from Answers in Genesis today (addressed to a former resident, but still). Ken & Co. are offering terrific holiday grab bags, but regrettably there were no enclosed coupons for the Ark Encounter, which is only about an hour’s drive away.
On the positive side, an afternoon out-of-town trip netted me lots of Bucky Beaver shredded hardwood mulch, so we’re all set for the winter here at Hardscrabble Farms.
Covid-fatigue. There have been lots of articles saying that the disruption to normal routines, reduction in normal socialising, and constant attention to things like mask and hand-sanitizers are wearing us all down, reducing our energy levels.
Makes complete sense. Add a soupçon of depression and a generous splash of anxiety, and I feel frozen.
WTF, Target. I went in to grab a toy for the Toys for Tots bin at work, and I see a promotion: spend a certain amount on Lego sets, and get a $10 gift card. Cool, I know what I’m getting for the Toys for Tots bin. So I get to the checkout with my three little Lego sets, complete my purchase…and no gift card. A quick glance at the receipt shows that that the cashier only scanned two of the sets. It took me almost 5 minutes to explain to the cashier that one of the sets hadn’t scanned; I even tried showing her that the set numbers were printed on the receipt. She was finally convinced that it hadn’t scanned, so she rang it up, and I tried to pay with my phone…and for some reason Target wasn’t accepting Google Pay today. So, as the people behind me in line (who were NOT practicing social distancing, by the way) start huffing and glaring at me, I’m frantically digging for my wallet to grab a credit card, which finally worked. Cashier hands me the receipt (and my gift card), and very curtly tells me to have a good evening. So what should I have done, tried to walk out of the store with a set I hadn’t paid for? 
Fuck landscape fabric. I had a tree removed from the front yard in late summer, and little bits and shreds of that damnable stuff keep making their way to the surface where the tree was planted.
Feel bad, don’t feel alone. I call my mother every night and usually half of our discussion is about what we didn’t get done today.
I will get to brag tonight though, I bought curtains for the guest room online and the colors matched perfectly AND hubs hung the curtain rod for me. That made the room look so good I got inspired to finally get around to hanging the pictures that have been sitting on the dresser for 6 months. She’s not going to recognize it when she visits.
@WolfpackJeep I once got into a long argument with a cashier over wrong change (I gave her a 20, she entered 50 in the register and tried to pay me for taking their stock). I think they are so used to people trying to scam them that their minds can’t process someone saying “I didn’t pay for this” or “You gave me too much money”.
It’s also that time of year where the impulse is to hibernate. I slept every hour my baby slept today. Just crashed on the couch. Not a lot got done.
Well, you have me beat. I don’t have any bird feeders.
It’s only because my crow buddies literally knocked on my door and yelled at me.
Well, I heard light rapping, I heard them cawing, and when I went out there were crow prints in the snow on the front stoop.
oh-oh:
You’re sure they’re crow buddies?
Obviously, you needed the sleep to be able to get anything else done. Can’t take care of others if you run yourself empty.
Remember the advice in the airplane disaster tips: “If you are seated with a companion who needs help, always put your own air mask on first, so you will be able to help your companion.”
Mrs Piper always gives that advice to new moms who are working themselves ragged looking after the new one.
A pair of pigeons has taken to roosting in the curbside tree that I park under. My car is getting washed more often.