*October 30. That's the day to drop by and hang out for a while in the Blue Moai Lounge. Meet some new folks, have some interesting conversations (whether you want to or not), and enjoy some rum-based cocktails. What's not to like?
*How can you not love it when a free bottle of rum appears on your doorstep?
*Three of the six elements are basically complete. That didn't stop me from having a mild panic attack the other day after being sideswiped by an overwhelming sense of impossibility.
*The TV is slowly dying, leading me/us to say that we will NEVERNEVERNEVERNEVERNEVER ever again buy a Westinghouse TV. Frickin piece of crap. It has also lead to the possibility of a sooner-rather-than-later redesign of the entire living room. That does not make me overly happy on any front.
*Between the swift change in the temperature and the recent visit by Teminix, the are things dropping all over the place outside the house, be it leaves or dead box elder bugs. You just can't walk anywhere without something crunching underfoot.
*There are some people who just can't wear yellow. I like the ones that can.
*Samuel Smith's Oatmeal Stout used to be the greatest beer in the world to me. The one I had last night I found to be rather disappointing. As usual, in my haste and youth, I was most likely incorrect. I have recently discovered that the greatest beer in the world could most likely be Victory Brewing's Storm King Imperial Stout. Feel free to try and prove me wrong.
*I have come to the conclusion that I really dislike 90+% of the perfumes out on the market right now. That covers both male and female perfumes. I also find that I dislike 90+% of the people who have no concept of just how much of their rancid smelling perfume they are actually wearing.
*I need to go get some more dust masks.Or I need to get some new lungs. One of those two choices I know I can get one at Menard's.
*Got the costume selected for H'ween. I did see a great idea for one online today, but I simply do not have the time to get it done. Maybe I'll just make it for kicks. Anyway, the one I selected for this year involves having facial hair. Now, there's 2 ways to go with that: grow your own, or glue some on. I hate spirit gum. I hate working with fake beards. Therefore, I also have to put up with the hateful itchy period of beard growth. And now there's an awful lot of gray in there too.
*"Get Him to the Greek" was fricking hilarious. Even Sheri was laughing out loud in spite of herself. Between that and "The Hangover" I'm beginning to wonder what's going on. Have R rated comedies gotten better, or are my standards tumbling?
*Do three thumbs up balance out a rousing round of indifference? Haven't quite decided yet.