Category: daily drivel
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Redeye
Crap crap crap crap. I had a crappy night’s sleep. Really crappy. For starters, I couldn’t fall asleep. I still don’t know why that happens, but who does? I was dead tired before I turned out the lights, but immediately after I turned out the lights, and in the hours that followed, I just laid… Read.
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Cockeyed
This is what I get for trying to save money by doing it myself instead of paying a contractor a couple thousand dollars to do it for me. Not that I think a contractor wouldn’t have done exactly what I did. He totally would have, if he’d wound up stuck in the position I was… Read.
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Tried, Tested & True
I totally aced the tests I took yesterday at Job Center of Wisconsin. The counselors I was required to see there if I wanted to continue to receive unemployment benefits, and I really do so long as I’m unemployed, strongly suggested that I should take a series of tests, called Work Keys, to receive a… Read.
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The Plan
Holy crap, there’s a plan! For months, even years, I’ve been asking people to tell me what the plan is but, up to this point, nobody’s sent me a copy of the memo. Now, finally, I find a news article about the plan for the war in Afgahistan … … or, maybe there’s not. I… Read.
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Let’s Do Lunch
I asked my Mom to meet me for lunch today so we could chat a while over coffee. To give you an idea how rarely I ask her to meet me for coffee, after I got up from my seat to give her a hug, she sat down across the table from me and, barely… Read.
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Indoors
I totally chickened out today. When I stepped out with My Darling B to the car this morning we could both tell it was going to be another day hot and humid enough to boil the most hale and hearty person until he’s limp and stinky as spaghetti with a double helping of garlic pesto,… Read.
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Timeline
Eleanor Roosevelt used to write a daily newspaper column called My Day. I’ve read the ones that were considered interesting enough to compile and print in a book (imaginatively titled My Day) and they’re about what you’d get if you went to any random blog, adjusting for the fact that Eleanor had a finger in… Read.
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Hot Hot Hot
I retreated to the cool, cool comfort of the basement lair this evening, once Tim went back to his apartment after dinner, because it was just too freaking muggy upstairs. Humidity had surpassed the ability of certified official weather personnel to measure it in the way they’re used to, so according to the local weather… Read.
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Rolling Rock
I had a late lunch today and needed a drink that I chug along with the calzone I was going to wolf down before I scampered back to the work shop to play with power tools some more. When I opened the fridge this bottle of Rolling Rock was in the front and I thought,… Read.
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Infestation
We have cats. We have cats the same way we have mice, or might have any other vermin infest Our Humble O’Bode. The cats come prowling around our house at night, and I know that because he, she, they or it have been crapping in the planter next to our front stoop. I have quite… Read.
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