“Life is just a blur of republicans and meat”
So, who wants to go over the fiscal cliff with me? C’mon, it’ll be fun! YOLO, yaknow.
I took the day off from work but spent it working as any self-respecting job creator should, i.e., buying superfoods and gasoline and whatever cosmic debris I needed to keep the landfill running.
I wanted to kick the can down the road today but instead I decided to double down on flinging. Spoiler alert here but I did make some progress down in the Landfill Dungeon, including cleaning off the red storage unit that has forever held a train set and bags and bags of stuffed aminals. We are passionate about stuffed aminals around here, don’tcha know…
Spending an exciting New Year’s Eve is not on my bucket list but we did manage to walk downtown to the Oscar Tango and get the catbird seat (aka, window booth) for dinner, where we did *not* order boneless wings [huh?]. Then a short walkabout and over to Grizzly Peak, where we managed to snag a seat at the bar. The cocktail guru made us a heavenly couple o’ ‘hattans. I had just been saying to the GG that he shouldn’t expect a decent ‘hattan at a brewpub (fer kee-reist) but I think that ‘hattans and things are trending these days and these were good ones. And then we trundled on home… It’s okay, remember, we were hoofing it…
Title quote is from Bill Griffith via his character Zippy the Pinhead and that’s the GG’s handwriting, not mine, so go figger.
Words (12 of them) are from LSSU’s annual list of banished words. LSSU is located in my hometown and is “across the street” from the house we currently have listed for sale in that city.
P. S. If you don’t wanna go over the fiscal cliff with me, try some of these other cliffs or this, which often feels like going off a cliff.
Hee hee… It seems possible that the GG, who normally wants to see the new year in, may actually crash out before I do.
Happy New Year,
Kayak Woman
January 1st, 2013 at 7:01 pm
Glad I had perused the list before reading the blog.