Category: Our Humble O’Bode
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on latch
I fixed the latch on the door to the garage, and now I keep walking into it. More accurately, I fixed the latch on one of the doors to the garage. The inside door is a hollow-core door, the kind you would find in the doorway of any room in your house. It’s not insulated, Read.
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weed man
I got a visit from the Weed Man today. He wasn’t selling weed. That would have been something I’d have considered buying. He was selling lawn care. In January. As in, the first week in January, while our yard was covered in a couple inches of snow, we got a knock on the door from Read.
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plain sight
My Darling B was looking for a shaker filled with pepper flakes she got from the grocery last week. She asked me if I knew what happened to it, as if I had a clue where she shelved her herbs and spices. I don’t put that stuff away, not because I have this highfalutin idea Read.
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ain’t gotta wash no mo
We have a dish washer again! Well, we always had a dish washer. For the past eight months I’ve been the dish washer, after our dish washing machine broke down at the end of February. I don’t have the slightest idea how to troubleshoot repairs to dish washing machines so I didn’t even try and Read.
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budgeting skills
It’s another lovely day today but there will be no quiet reading on the lawn under clear, sunny skies because our next-door neighbor’s house is getting a new roof today, which means we’ll have to listen to the whap-whap-whap of nail guns while an air compressor thrums constantly in the background. Yesterday was a lovely Read.
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cleaner
I haven’t done any shop work in a long time, mostly because I am very lazy but partly because every project I do generates a huge amount of dust, which makes the whole house dusty because my shop is in the basement, and the house stays dusty no matter how often I change the furnace Read.
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Venting
Pardon me while I … vent. The guys who put the siding on my house installed the dryer vent on the bottom. It’s basically a flimsy aluminum tube shoved through a hole in the wall with four flimsy plastic flaps to shut out the weather. It’s not screwed or glued or fastened to the wall Read.
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scratching
If it’s Monday, this must be the last day of my stay-cation. What have I been doing with it? So glad you asked. (Just a note: I do not actually hear anybody talking to me as I type these words. Self-isolation has gone on a long time, but I am not at that point in Read.
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screwed
While mowing the lawn yesterday afternoon, I went to plug in at the outlet on the back of the garage and as I pushed the prongs of the plug into the face of the outlet, the outlet retreated into the wall. First time that’s ever happened to me. Then the weather-tight cover came off in Read.
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what’s going on
Got my bike down from the rafters, pumped the tires full of air and took a ride around Lake Monona yesterday morning – an eleven-mile circle, the shortest route I could make – and it just about kicked my butt; the first ride of the summer season usually does. After a couple more rides I’ll Read.
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