I love to go swimmin’ with bow-legged women…
Oh, not really. That’s just a song my old coot used to sing. His actual modus operandi when it came to swimming was to get home from his bank job, change into swimming trunks, run down to the beach and do a shallow dive into shallow water. No, he never broke his neck. If Susie and Sandy happened to be on the beach, there may have been some mutual good-natured harassment of some sort. Man oh man, those were the days. We had so much fun!
We have no garbage to put out this week. We have no garbage to put out this week. WE HAVE NO GARBAGE TO PUT OUT THIS WEEK! How did that happen? I do not think it has EVER happened before unless we were out of town. We are not big-time Ann Arbor hippies who compost anything and everything and recycle the rest. We do compost quite a bit and I am the Queen of Recycling who, in addition to all of the Landfill recycling, hauls all kinds of recycling crap down from Houghton Lake and the moominbeach and sometimes over from DayTwa, so the recycle cart is usually pretty full. Got recycling? Bring it here! Garbage? Some weeks more than others but we usually have at least a couple kitchen-sized bags full. This week? Tonight, we walked outta the house to head over to Knight’s for dinner and I grabbed the ree-cycle cart (which actually didn’t have a whole lotta stuff in it either for once) and started hauling it down to the curb. The GG dutifully went for the garbage cart. But wait! “It’s empty!” I was a bit flabbergasted. I wonder if I can even round up *one* kitchen-sized bag of garbage to put out tomorrow. It’s not like we pay for it by the cart or anything. And they come around in a truck with a big mechanical arm, so it’s not like somebody is breaking their back picking it up.
Beyond that? Lemme see. Coffee at Barry’s with MMCD, then champagne brunch at work. Yes, I mean real champagne with real alcohol in it. I earned my champagne by doing a bit of KP. The Queen Bee drafted us li’l worker bees to help dip strawberries and bananas in chocolate. It was the Oscars in Cubeland today. Complete with people in fancy dresses walking a Red Carpet. Of course us nerds stayed well out of the limelight, looking the other way when Tock came around with his camera and making jokes about how much fun middle school was [not] when you weren’t one of the in crowd. I over ate, unusual for me, the Queen of Doggie Bags. I got up at 5:30 and walked, then had the aforementioned coffee, then went to work. No food until something like 11:00 AM? A bit jittery? Yes. I loaded my plate at the breakfast buffet. Let’s eat! Oh well, it ended up being a rather long slodgy day but I survived. And then, people [again] could not make it through the light out of Avis Farms. People? Get new taaaarrrrs. Of course tomorrow I will be driving the Ninja, which will be one of those spinning taaaars vee-hickles. Maybe I’ll work from home? We’ll see…
February 6th, 2014 at 10:04 pm
I forget–what is the Ninja? I know the Frog Hopper. Tires are certainly one of the most important things on a car in bad weather. The Focus that Alison drives and my SUV both have expensive studless snow tires. In ice they wouldn’t help much(only chains might) but in most weather conditions they’re pretty decent. NO GARBAGE? You would hate me…
February 6th, 2014 at 10:04 pm
Oh, and Patt and Jim (his best friend, although the wife is awful) used to sing that song!! 🙂