August 19, 2013
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I wake up to a gigantic crash coming from the kitchen. I jump up and ask if everything's alright? Brian says it was Squabber. seems whenever Brian shakes the little kitty treat container, Squab' will come runnin' from anywhere within the wood-panel submarine. it just so happened that the six empty beer bottles (i had dranken the night before) where in the direct path of the sprinting feline. after making sure the cat wasn't dripping redness, I said "Squab always did like bowling on Sundays", looking over to see if he got a strike (nope, he left the 7, 10)
. since I was awake, I completed my mission to buy and install a new car battery, and along the way, remembered that one of my headlights was burnt out in my shrimpy truck, buying/installing them too. then, it was a day filled mostly with slack, drinkin' a sixer of punkin beers (after hiding my car keys from myself) and watching the last rounds of the Solheim Cup (basically the women's version of the PGA's Ryder Cup). USA lost [again]. yesterday was pretty much a warsh, since I had to work (I know! the first weekend work in a month...let's hope that doesn't escalate). I guess, the extra cabbage will help a bit, come lot rent time (which is coming up here soon).it feels good having both vehicles in running order. Brian's mom (the cool hippy lady next door) has a new room mate, so I gotta quick find a new home for my truck. I was storing it in her driveway...Brian makes the suggestion of putting cars three wide in the two wide style driveway. alright. so the wheels hang over into the grass a little on both sides, but I think this will work. but, it kinda now looks like a used car lot. oh well. It'll work for now, until a better plan is concocted.
Mark (work bud) tells me that he doesn't wanna hit the links Sunday, while we were talking at work, yet he texts me, on Sunday, asking if I want to play
. I completely missed his text during a good power-nap....next time.
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