Friday, May 21, 2010

Chromed Robot Seahorse Tape Dispensers

*Very little in the world smells as good as fresh basil.

*Within spitting distance of having all my seeds planted for this year. With any luck, I should have a decent growth of plants. If that happens, I will be one step closer to having a halfway decent perennial garden. And just as a side note, a hoe at Ace cost me $20. Ace hoe. That's funny. But seriously, if you're gonna buy a hoe, don't you want to get the best hoe you can afford? Unfortunately, while I did remember to get a hoe, I forgot the shims. Without the shims I can't really fix the crack. But, if I kick the Boss' car out of the garage, she'll end up being parked over the crack, which is almost as good as fixing it. None of which is at all relevant to the planting I did the other day, except for the fact that I bought a brand new $20 hoe and then proceeded to turn all the soil over with a shovel that I already had. Go figure.

*When someone tells you that they are wearing 'funky' underwear, you have to slow down and take the extra second to decide whether or not you want them to expand upon that definition.

*Testing the handlebars on your bike to make sure they're on tight is a good thing. Doing it while you're moving, well, not so much. Dumping the bike within earshot of the wife because said handlebars are indeed loose and you chose to test them while moving, even less of a good thing.

*The Amazon and Johnny Law showed up together in a recent dream. Not together with each other relationshipwise. Together as in appearing at the same time. That pairing just struck me as odd. Not really sure why. And it was at my old church, too. She had left her keys in the door to the room, and I couldn't get them out of the door (the keys) fast enough to keep him (Johnny Law) from coming in. Weird. Plus there was a guy in a kilt, but he was outside. And I think he may have been on a horse. That church was in another dream the other night, too. That was the one where I was walking all around the parking lot looking for my car. All this bizarre dream stuff going on, and there wasn't a single naked chick in the whole mess. I must really be getting old...

*One display case filled. In the process of filling that one display case, I managed to empty exactly 0 boxes of stored tiki items, thus leaving a dozen or more boxes with stuff still in them. I'm starting to think I should have bought more cases. Actually, it's making me think that I may start getting a little itchy for the Boss to clean out the purple room so I can take it over. With all those shelves across the one wall, it would be a great place to display lots of stuff at once. Plus, I want to build the bar in there. None of which I can do until she goes through all the stuff in there, which could end up being quite a job. She says that it's her 'summer project'. I have no idea what that really means, so I guess I will just have to wait and see what happens.

*If it ends up being as warm this weekend as the forecasters say it will be, it could just end up being a good time to move my carving station back out into the garage for the summer season.

*As much as I would like to open up the Lounge next weekend, I don't doubt for a second that something will come up to prevent me from doing it. I may just do it anyway. I could really go for a nice tropical beverage right now, as a matter of fact, but I don't have any pineapple juice or ginger ale right at the moment. And I still haven't managed to get in a game of cards anywhere along the line, either. So, what more could you ask for on a Saturday night besides cards and booze? OK, cards, booze, and naked (or even semi-naked) chicks. Geez. I guess I really should have stayed at Frankie's.

*I find it odd when someone just says something to you out of the blue that should have been something you said. That happened to me in a roundabout way when I opened a text message from a friend to find the message 'what's more important than art?' I was just dumbfounded for a second or two. Especially since I had just spent the better part of the day playing games on the computer instead of down in the studio. As much as I hate the fact that I didn't say it, I do appreciate the swift kick in the complacency.


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