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Tuesday
January 10 2006. |
BASKETS AND BAGGAGE. |
Beth
and I spent part of this past weekend cleaning out the laundry room and
the shop/workroom. Not surprisingly, we threw out quite a bit of crap.
However, quite surprisingly, we realized that we have 4 picnic baskets
and 11 full-sized suitcases.
What the hell? That's 2 picnic baskets and 5.5 suitcases per person. And the funny thing is: we don't go on picnics and we rarely travel.
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[ASIDE]. |
COCO SUAVE. |
WHAT? |
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[Note: Just so everyone knows, our house isn't as bad as I make it out
to be. I got quite a lot of
shit for that last entry
about Squalorville. Trust me, we don't really live in a cardboard box under a bridge.]
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After Coco and I consumed
several bottles of the ol' bubbly at my house on New Year's Eve, his wife Terri
finally loaded Coco into the car at around 2:30 in the morning. According
to Terri, on the way home, Coco sang loudly during the first half of the ride,
fell asleep during the second half of the ride, and then promptly woke up
and said, "I need to record an album" once they arrived home.
Heh. Drunk people are funny.
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Oh,
for those of you who didn't hear yet (um, no pun intended), Beth's ear
surgery went fine. Her eardrum is healing nicely and she can actually
hear a bit out of that ear now.
I'm quite happy for my little
Bethy...
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POSITIONING. |
BEDS. |
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After
sitting in front of my computer yesterday, I began having these awful
pains in my neck and back. The pain started at the top of my neck and
went all the way down my back. It hurt like hell too. And the scary
thing was: it was on my left side. "Shit," I thought. "Am
I having a stroke?" My dad had a minor stroke a year ago and
this was really starting to freak me out.
I sat back in my
chair and took a few deep breaths. Then I noticed something: the arms on my computer
chair were set at wildly different heights. My elbows had been resting
crookedly on the chair arms and my posture had been horribly out of whack all
day.
Dumbass.
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Where
do squirrels sleep in the winter? I mean, I would think they'd sleep in
nests in the bare treetops or something like that, but I've never seen any sleeping squirrels
up there. And yes, I've looked for 'em many times.
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EATING LEAVES. |
Baskets
And Baggage, Eating Leaves, You're Invited, Beds, Dreaming Of Nuts,
[Aside], Coco Suave, What?, and Positioning. |
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We've coined a new term for that
truck that goes around and vacuums up all of the leaves people put at the
curb. We call it the Suck Truck.
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DREAMING OF NUTS. |
YOU'RE INVITED. |
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I'm still trying to get the hang of this whole married couple life
thing. See, Matt's dad was
in town a few weeks back and Matt emailed a few of us and invited us to
Thursday's for a drink. The email was addressed just to the guys, so
I figured it was a guys-only have-a-brew hey-your-ugly-too type of thing. I
told Bethy that it was just a few of us guys going, so she made plans to have dinner with her dad.
Yep, once again, I'm a dumbass.
Not only did all the guys bring their wives,
but they all brought their kids as well. And, of course, they all asked me
why I didn't bring Beth along.
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