And other tales of what you might find in the hidden back seat.

No, not hidden in the back seat. In the hidden back seat.

I didn’t misspeak.

Yesterday I declared a Me Day. I minded my business.

I started the laundry and then got out of JiJi’s way as she attempted to remove the general filth and cat hair out of my house. I got out of her way by going to Hastings and digging through their records. I went through all of the new ones and had started in on the “budget used” records when I got frustrated at how fucking disorganized they were and left.

I drove around for a bit more until I was informed my house was clean and safe to return to. So I did.

She did a great job. And she loves cleaning stranger’s houses. Just so’s you know.

Then, I cleaned the spaceship.

It apparently has a hidden back seat. I found 2 full beers there. I put them in the fridge. No clue on the quality or condition of said beers. But they’re free to whomever would like them. Free Heinies, bro.

Get stoked.

After that, it was dinner and stories with the Rev. Dark Wombat. We are caught up on everything but “Game of Thrones”, but that’s still happening, so no worries there. I just need to catch up on “Bones” and “Outlander” and I’ll be up to date on everything. Then I can start working on the backlog of about a million shows I need to watch. The problem is that I don’t sit still long enough to watch stories when left to my own devices.

Anywho, well the big event went off on Saturday without a hitch. Now that that’s over I can get back to my giant list of other stuff I need to be working on.

I can also attempt to print that Live Nude Girls postcard I’ve been sitting on for a month now. Won’t that be nice?

Okay, well, it’s time for workout. I’m off to get sweaty.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC