I wrote one this morning but couldn’t get the internet to work. I’ll put it up this evening.
“When she broke down…”
“…on camera – and she did so often – her tears and mascara both ran copiously, leaving long black streaks on her face.”
If you read just one obituary this Sunday afternoon, make it Tammy Faye’s.
Note for future reference: when the caulk manufacturers wrote “remove tape promptly” in the instructions on the tube, they meant “within 3-5 minutes after application.” Which is maybe what they should have written, just to be on the safe side. The ETA for my first indoor shower since last Saturday morning has now been pushed back to tomorrow evening.
I just heard another car crash outside my office window. Four cars and a dump truck, but no blood that I could see when I hurried downstairs. So I came back upstairs. Who wants to stand around in the blazing sun looking at such a boring accident scene. Plus, drivers who’ve just been in accidents are always in such a bad mood.
The lead inspector comes tomorrow morning. Hope he likes what he sees.
Why DON’T Monkeys Grow Beards?
This morning I took my third backyard hose shower. I expect to be able to use the (indoor) shower again by Friday evening.
(The doctor once gave my dad this jug of prescription electrolyte solution prior to some test he had to take. It has a side handle and, with the top cut off, makes the perfect painting “drip bucket,” ideal for having to do small paint jobs in various locations throughout a fully furnished house.)
(By looking at the picture, you will come to know pretty much everything I know about it. Hope I like it when I get inside.)