The Eve Of Destruction.
1December 23, 2011 by sandwichcontrol
It is Friday once again. You may have noticed that the site is looking new and fancy. It is because Furious Jessy has been giving us that upgrade. Innernet 2.0 and whatnot. Don’t worry, I’ve been assured that the green boxes to the right of this are going away very soon. They will be back in black soon. But for now we ignore them and focus our attention on other things.
Mike Tango emailed me to apologize about a timing snafu that prevented my article from going up today. So, no article for you this week, roundeye. To help ease the pain and broken heartedness of that, I’ve put up a new episode of Date Night. (See the Date Night page at the top.) As much as it pains me to admit this, we are still having mic issues. Between Zaxxon’s 5 o’clock shadow, my whistling nostrils, and an overloaded USB port, we are seeking other possibilities for recording once again. Don’t let this stuff dissuade you, though. I think it’s one of the top three funniest shows we’ve recorded so far.
Yesterday was the day the levee broke for my tiredness. I went to work yesterday and rocked out my work. I was done by 11am. Since the Royal family wasn’t back yet from their Crystal Bridges adventure, I sat around reading “Life After God” for about an hour until they turned up. This was a big mistake. Sitting and reading just made me more tired. Then Le Duke was all gung ho to start working on tiling the master bathroom of the new house. I managed to talk my way out of that by convincing him that my time would be better used to help him lug tile into the van at Home Depot. This came at a price though.
Le Duke’s eye doctor throws work our way from time to time and yesterday was one of those times. A piece of siding had come loose on the roof of his shop and we needed to go pull it down. No big deal right? Wrong. It was me that got to go pull it down. And the roof has a pretty high pitch (roughly 60°). I was two steps up the roof and my shit started running down hill, if you know what I mean. I got very little traction and it was terrifying. Then I got to wield a pry bar on a couple of nails holding this busted piece of siding on. The gravel from the shingles were acting as hundreds of little wheels as they came loose under my feet. Needless to say, I survived and I got the siding down, but that little burst of adrenalin was the straw that broke the camel’s back. I was done for the day.
After that I went home. I made some dinner, took a shower, washed some laundry, watched a little Next Generation, and finished “Life After God”. I was in bed before 9:30pm. I don’t really remember anything after that. Because I was asleep. I have a vague memory of getting up and doing something like going to the bathroom or drinking some water. Very vague. No idea.
Today I will be tiling. There’s no getting around it. It boggles my mind at how Le Duke always manages to have us cut tile when it is freezing cold outside. It must be his gift. Anyways, I’m off to it. Have a wonderful Friday. More soon. ~SC
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THE BLUE LINKS. I KILL THEM.