For use when I really don’t have time to figure out to what category the post should belong.
I did not want to freak out the cats with vacuuming after all the scrubbing I did on the floors. Yeah, I have a heart. Who knew? So, instead I finished some laundry, took a shower, and made the high bachelor gourmet meal of baked beans with sliced hot dogs! Sheldon would be pleased.
Well, maybe not. It was in beans, not in spaghetti.
Not that you can tell. Damn linoleum is older than me. I cannot tell I scrubbed them on my hands and knees. But I know they are clean, and that makes me feel content. I can confidently walk on them barefoot and not worry about having some nasty bacterial infection decide to attach itself to my soles.
Now comes the part that my cats hate: vacuuming!
Speaking of cats; Cinnamon, who has been hiding since the start of the floor scrubbing, has now decided to come out and say hi. Is she in for a surprise. She will hate me for the rest of the day, that is for sure.
Major cleaning effort here at The Castle. I have just finished cleaning the toilet and scrubbing the floor in the bathroom. Next is sweep and scrub the kitchen floor. All the while my iPod is playing my Rock Mix through the Blu-Ray sound system. I am most certainly enjoying myself this morning.
Yeah. And if you believe that, I have the title to a castle in England I can sell you. However, you might have to evict the squatting royalty perched on what they call their throne.
Arrogant elitists. What pain they are.
No allergies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If anyone is wondering, I am doing my happy dance.
In my car.
I should probably stop now, I am attracting stares.
(RS) “We recycle everything that we remove — the water is extracted and the remaining fats and oils are turned into products like soap, biodiesel and fuel,” a CountyClean spokesman told AFP.
Fats from sewage used for soap? I am beginning to believe I might have to make my own soaps from now on.
Well, I meant to take my bike down to the cities with me when I took The Fuskers™ to “The Wolverine.” But, due to Post Acute Withdrawal I spaced it out. Oh well. Erik’s Bike Shops (Once known as Erik The Bike Man) are open until 9:00 PM, so I can plan a run tonight or tomorrow night. If I feel up to the trip.
As for this morning; I have a doctor’s appointment. I am seeing an allergist. Today is test for allergies day. I am being mentally stubborn about this whole allergy concept. I am unwilling to accept that it is possible I have allergies. I still believe my allergy symptoms were the result of my severe bacterial sinus infection. Since my treatment by antibiotic sinus rinse has appeared to work, I am not experiencing the symptoms. I have, thought, experienced sinus pain now that they are clear.
Anyway, hope the best for me this morning.
Update: I forgot; The Wolverine was good. But mostly because Hugh Jackman is such a superb actor. And they had a good staple of Japanese actors that could hold their own. I recommend it, though to really understand what is happening you have had to see the past X-Men movies.
What you do speaks so loudly that I cannot hear what you say.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
I’d like to think that as a counselor what I do speaks so loudly that my clients don’t need to hear what I say!
So, my HDTV died. It is an off brand I never heard of (SANSUI), but it was on sale. Lasted just long enough to get past the warranty. I ordered a Samsung-46″ LED – 1080p – 120Hz – Smart HDTV. I am going to go pick it up myself. However, it may not fit in the back seat of my Ford Focus, so I might instead pick it up when I pick up some furniture I am getting from the Ex-GirlFriend™ tomorrow. She managed some new stuff and I would like to have more than just two recliners.
(RS) A Michigan man on Tuesday was surprised to find a pipe loaded with marijuana inside a Burger King Kids Meal for his 4-year-old grandson.
“He handed the kid’s meal that he had gotten at Burger King to his 4-year-old grandson and when they opened it up they found a loaded marijuana pipe inside the kid’s meal,” police told Toledo News Now.
Yup. I remember those days. Good thing my ass was attached to the rest of my body back when marijuana was a staple of my life, or I would have left it in a bag as well.
Actually, when I was in the Navy, down at the Nuclear Power Training Facility in Orlando, a friend and I once got so stoned that we hide an ounce of marijuana we had just purchased in a floor speaker that he had in his van. We were so stoned that we both forgot it was there. We figured we traveled on and off the base for months with that bag in the speaker. In fact we drove from the Orlando base all the way up the East Coast to Massachusetts without realizing it was there. Not until we actually set up his speakers in the house we were renting did we discover it!