No A-K For You, Roundeye!
0August 26, 2011 by sandwichcontrol
Today is Friday. That means that this stupid week is almost over. In celebration of this, my new article is up on the City Wire. If you’d care to read it, click here: Dino. If you would not care to read it, then click here: Pebbles.
I have to say that yesterday was a good day. So much so, that I did not have to bust out my A-K. The day started like any other. I went to work and began making fish plates. I did this until I broke my mold. So, I made another mold. The stupid corporate jerks finally got around to sorting out our “routing” information and arranged for a truck to come by and get the fish plate order. After a little bit of labeling, a quick loading of the van, a drive to the bottom of the hill, and a quick unloading of the van, that hot mess is out of my hair and on its way to someone else’s hair. (insert a great big sigh of relief)
And so it was on to other things for me. Things like killin’. Until yesterday, my attempts to quell the mice problem were weak and ineffectual, like young girl. In 2 days I had killed 3 mice. So I looked at the situation. And I thought about the situation. And I made adjustments. I doubled my trap count. Seeing as how Le Duke had put the bucket-o-dogfood in the kitchen, I used this as one giant pile of mouse bait and I placed my traps all along the route to get to it. This strategy was met with a lot of death on the mice’s part. I actually caught four mice in one trap at the same time. In total, I killed 15 mice yesterday. That brings our count to 18. The master of death has returned. Mwhahahaha….
Since I broke my mold, that pretty much put an end to the stuff I had to do yesterday, so I cut out early. I came home and took a much needed shower. While I was in the shower, I heard a person talking to me. Oh shit, I’m losing it. It has finally happened. I’ve gone insane. Nope. It was Pancake Land stopping by on her way home from school to bring me a cupcake from Confectionately Yours. Take that suckers. Take it from my butt as cupcake poop because I ate every last delicious crumb of that cupcake.
After that I went to dinner with the family on assignment. I figured that I’ve this handbuilding workshop on Saturday, so my normal lunch would be right out. And the family was going to eat anyway, why not? At the end of dinner, Operation B opened his fortune cookie to discover this gem:
I’m a big fan of the exclamation of “Serendipity!” at the end.
After dinner, we went to see Jesus and get some groceries. This is where my excitement truly peaked. They had scored the mother load at the Food Bank. They got a whole case of Sonic’s footlong hot dogs. And they gave me a dozen of them. That’s right, I have 144 inches of ice cold, rock hard, hot dogs in my possession. Perhaps my recent viewings of Epic Meal Time has permanently warped my brain, but I immediately went to some sort of giant Frito chili pie casserole with a dozen footlong hot dogs in it. And bacon strips.
Well, that’s all I’ve got for you today. I’m off to go try and find something to do at the studio. Have a wonderful day. More soon. ~SC
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