Category: Our Humble O’Bode
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stuff
I just finished flushing out the plumbing from the basement sink again. Thought I’d mention that and get it out of the way. The rest of this post is free of plumbing emergencies. No, really. I should have gotten my hair cut on Saturday but I didn’t because I was too busy doing other things. Read.
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blister
It has been a day. Everything was fine to start with. Morning coffee with the morning news, one sucked, the other didn’t. While B got ready to go to the farmer’s market, I threw a load of dirty clothes into the wash machine and cranked it up, then went about the rest of my morning Read.
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doink
Sorry, not much time left over to drivel tonight. I spent a couple hours doinking around with train track on the model layout in the basement, and when I thought I couldn’t justify spending any more time on that, I went upstairs, sat my butt down in the recliner and read other people’s drivel posted Read.
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strikeout
Um. I can’t explain why I not only posted that mind-bogglingly messed up story about last night’s plumbing emergency before I was finished with it, but more than that, while it still had a lot of unedited crap dangling like a stinky klingon from its underside. Damned careless of me. I do apologize from the Read.
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akbar
Ah, adventures in plumbing! How I’ve missed them. Just the other day My Darling B was remarking on how long it’s been since we’ve had a plumbing emergency, and then she rapped the table with her knuckles, as if that was going to bust up the bad juju she had unleashed with just a few Read.
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dusted
Last night, just before we went to bed, My Darling B assured me that we wouldn’t have to worry this year about an aerial assault of our fair city by squadrons of cropdusters spraying yellow shit (otherwise known under the trade name Killer Yellow Shit) to poison all the gypsy moths who so sneakily hide Read.
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Then after supper
It’s time for: ADVENTURES IN PLUMBING! Tonight: My Darling B tries to figure out how to feed the tax man without draining our bank account, and I try to figure out how to drain the bathtub without feeding the Roto-Rooter man. I’m not sure, but I think I had the easier job. All I had Read.
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Duct Duct Goose
My claim to fame today is that I figured out how to get some heat to my basement lair. The password is ‘ducts.’ Remember that. There’s going to be a test. I’m so tired of freezing my ass off when I’m in my basement lair. I’ve tried wrapping myself up in blankets, wearing long underwear, Read.
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Storming the storm windows
Today’s Manly Project was an attempt to focus with laser-like intensity on storm windows. It was not a job anywhere near as fun as it might have been were I to have somehow employed actual lasers, a tool which I must sadly admit I have not yet included in my work shop. Some Manly Projects, Read.
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