Checklist
Things to do this weekend:
Things are afoot, and I'll elaborate in more detail on Monday. If you think really hard, you'll probably get what's happening.
Latin. Means "beware the rabbit."
Things to do this weekend:
The car is now back in the shop for repairs. Apparently the pipe that goes from the engine to the exhaust is broken, and has been leaking exhaust fumes into the car. Lovely. Guess that explains the headaches and above-average exhaustion. The O2 sensor that sits on the catalytic converter is also the wrong one - despite the good folks at NAPA telling me otherwise - and will need to be changed out. Finally, there's a tube in the power steering system that has apparently rotted through, and will need to be replaced.
Labels: Rants
A couple days ago I witnessed a truly strange sight: a squirrel munching away in my garden. In and of itself this isn't that strange; however, what was strange was what the squirrel was eating.
My birthday is in two weeks (I'm not saying exactly when).
Today, I'm discovering how quickly things can change.
Yesterday I spent ~2hrs. in an Art&Craft store while my wife took a class. While I was there, I read a lot of the "how-to" books they have and came to a conclusion: I need to sketch/draw/paint/sculpt more.
Just received a call from the vet. Manny went through the surgery just fine, and was up and wandering around when they called. We'll be able to pick him up tomorrow afternoon, and there'll probably be a little hissing and spitting from the other cat until the "OMFG! You've been to the VET!!!" smell wears off.
To: Mr./Ms./Mrs. Asshole
Labels: Rants
...which is precisely what the cat will be saying next Wednesday morning. Manny will be going in for Ye Olde Snippe ande Clippe, which is fancified for declawing and neutering.
It appears that I was wrong when I believed everything had been worked out regarding my job situation.
Labels: Rants
Scenario: An impeccably dressed man and his son, both wearing three-piece suits, walk up on to my porch as my wife is leaving for work. I'm walking out with her, mostly to check on the plants but partly because I want to know who these folks are.
Seven more days (three business days) until Wheatland.