Category: daily drivel
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sweat
I didn’t object when My Darling B decided to turn off the air conditioning last night. What a huge mistake that was. I should have squawked like a cat had just stepped on my tail, but the house was nice and cool and I figured, How hot can it get at night? Well, by four… Read.
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whiskey
Tuning through radio stations in search of something I could stand to listen to, I came across an oldies station that was playing the kind of dance hall music that reminds me of the ending to The Shining when the camera gets closer and closer to the wall of photographs until it finally zooms in… Read.
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hlk
The day began like any other: With the sound of a cat at the end of the bed going HLK! HLK! HLK! as she tried to hack up a hairball at four o’clock in the morning. My Darling B will sleep through a lot of very loud noises, but she wakes up almost instantly when… Read.
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maitreya
I finally found a laughing buddha for sale on line that’s a dead ringer for the one that used to stand on the display case in Lazy Jane’s Cafe. He’s the usual fat-bellied buddha in an open robe, but the particular version of him that I’m looking for appears to be caught in the middle… Read.
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bologna
On the way home from work this evening we were stopped almost literally in our tracks when we both caught sight of the specials chalked on a sign standing on the sidewalk in front of Stalzy’s Deli on Atwood Avenue: “Fried egg and bologna sandwich!” we said. I coasted for another block. “Sounds good,” B… Read.
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wiring
Saturday’s afternoon project was supposed to take about an hour. Naturally, it ended up lasting about two hours longer than that. I had to move a junction box and run a length of wire across the room to a pair of electrical outlets I wanted to mount on opposite walls in the work shop. I… Read.
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snort
Here’s a fun thing to do on a Friday evening after work: Stop by the Old Sugar Distillery for a snort. We have a few brew pubs in town where you can pull up a chair and ask them to draw a frosty glass of beer brewed right on the premises, but up until the… Read.
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denim
I was asked today why I wasn’t wearing jeans. Casual Friday at the office requires that everyone wears jeans. I don’t even own a pair of jeans, I advised the coworker who asked me what the heck I thought I was doing. That wasn’t a good enough excuse. “Get yourself down to Blain’s Farm and… Read.
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sound effects
I’ve got about ninety seconds of useful consciousness before I fall into a deep, deep sleep for the next seven hours, so I want to take the time I have left and talk about the universe. Ha ha, just kidding. Let’s talk about farts instead. Better yet, let’s just make fart noises. You first. Read.
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