September 16, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
I don’t care that it’s made-a satin and not real snakeskin.
The word of the day is: Samurai.
|[ sam-oo-rahy ]|
noun, plural sam·u·rai.Japanese History.
a member of the hereditary warrior class in feudal Japan.
a retainer of a daimyo.
The way this photo turned out reminds me of that film “Samurai Fiction”.
You remember that one?
Here, this may refresh your memory:
I still have the DVDs somewhere if you wanna borrow it.
It’s so good.
In the most ridiculous ways possible.
If you like Kurosawa and Tarantino, you’ll like this movie.
The forestry mulchers didn’t show up yesterday.
They must’ve taken the day off to get more XP by wandering around fighting shrubs or flower gardens.
Maybe they raided the clearance section of the garden center at Walmart.
Plenty of XP to be found there.
There’s no telling what those shrivelled up Bonnie plants will drop when you beat them.
Other than those guys not showing up, the day was pretty quiet.
I ran a shitload of errands in the morning and then I took GooGoo to the vet for her effing allergies.
She starting chewing on a hot spot that went from quarter sized Tuesday night to baseball size yesterday morning.
The vet shaved about a half dozen spots all over her body.
She looks ridiculous.
I also checked on the bees.
They are happy and working their little hearts out.
Today is going to be fucking insane.
It’s arm day in workouts.
Immediately followed by the bank run.
So more arm work.
Then I have to do some errands and buy a fuckload of beans and rice.
Like 50 pounds of each.
So more arms.
We round the day out with a football game and a futbol practice.
Because I didn’t want to have a night at home this week or anything.
I’d better get to it while I can still move my arms.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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