10:11 pm
funny how things work out - i'm doing exactly the same thing right this minute as i was one year ago. the only difference is that i'm not getting snowed on, and more rum is involved.
lots of things going on here in Louisiana. i was just supposed to be here for the week of thanksgiving, visiting an old friend and my goddaughter and tory's grandparents while tory was in berlin, but grandpa died suddenly yesterday (not too unexpectedly though - he was 94), so instead of flying home tonight, it looks like i'll be here another week or so.
up until granpa died, it was a good time. my goddaughter stayed glued to me for 4 days before she got bored with hanging out with old people, not a bad record for a 13 year old. her mom and i made nice thanksgiving dinner for her friends and family. we got 2 big sacks of grass seed and decorated the lawn of a friend who was out of town - he'll think of us every time he mows the squiggles and lightning bolts in his large front yard next year. we got all plain of nazca on him: 30 pounds of grass seed goes a long way.
now i need to get packed, pick up my rental car, buy a funeral suit, make a few phone calls to square away things baxk in washington, and head on out to the small town south of baton rouge where the grandparents' house is. tory's uncle got in from houston last night, and it's time to start planning the funeral i suppose.
makin' booze
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there's a good many things going on these days.
i'm all lined up to go to spokane for distilling class next week. then a 48-hour turn around, and i'm in louisiana for the week of thanksgiving. i'm in the process of getting the house squared away for my absence, mostly things regarding the critters and their various medications. we almost lost pugsley a few weeks ago - his kidneys are going, and his blood chemistry is so jacked up that i've had to put him on a low-phosphorous diet that i modeled on what human dialysis patients eat.
this morning when i got up, news that an old co-worker had died was waiting for me.
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foster was a good old guy. he'd been at that restaurant since day one.
too bad i'll be out of town by the time the old gang puts together a memorial.
now that the economy is doing a little better, i've been able to move some of my cafe stuff. i'm practically giving it away, but we need to reclaim the garage from the mountain of stuff which now fills it. one day, we'll be able to park in it again. i just wish the craigslist people would stop asking me to drive this stuff across the state for them. i've started ignoring responses that don't contain a phrase similar to "i'll come and get it".
if you've ever been in the pacific northwest in the fall, you'll know that the dark and drizzlies are now upon us. the leaf-o-pocalypse is almost done. only the toughest of the deciduous trees still have any leaves. i've got about a tree and a half to go before all mine are bare. the back garden is mostly mulched in for the winter. i'm stuck here all day tomorrow waiting for the cable guy, so i think i'll finish putting it to bed while i wait. it's going to be really nice next year.
when i go to the grocery store closest to home, i usually spend between 30 and 40 bucks. it doesn't matter what i'm going for, it could be a bottle of wine and a pack of smokes, or it could be for a head of lettuce and a chicken. i hate that store. it's got a tiny selection of general merchandise and it's produce section is a joke. but it's 5 minutes from the house, and if i realize at 6:30 in the morning that i am out of cat food and coffee, it's where i go.
2 miles further on is the korean supermarket - for the same amount of money that i spent on 2 packs of smokes, a bag of cat food and a 12-pack of pepsi, i got enough fresh food for tory and i to have 2 meals, plus something from the deli for lunch, plus some weird cookies with no english on the label. they have everything there too.
why can't THEY be in my neighborhood, and that ghetto-ass safeway be over on the other side of 99?
for no particular reason, i found myself thinking of George Carlin's 7 forbidden words: shit, piss, cocksucker, motherfucker, cunt, fuck, tits.
he came up with this list almost 40 years ago. i've noticed a lot of changes in our language, and the 7 dirty words seem a little dated.
so i ask you - what is your list? what words would you never utter, unless perhaps you were to slam a tender appendage in a car door, or see the plane you are piloting heading straight into the ground (statistics show that 'shit' is the most common last word uttered by pilots).
i'll screen comments to keep this safe for work, and post the results behind a cut later on.
edit: i called an old friend of mine a cocksucker (maudite sucer in cajun french. i'm of the generation that cannot converse, but can swear) earlier - that's got to be what got me thinking of this.
so i'm watching the mummy. pistols, shotguns, even the vickers machine guns don't do as well as Conan the Barbarian's bigass sword did. seriously. think about it.
there is a frazetta cover from the 70s that has this sword in it 20 years before Cold Steel put it into production. and yes, i own one. just in case i tangle with an ancient evil.
what the hell?
yesterday i was walking down the street, and my ankle started hurting a LOT (it was stiff when i left the house). then while crossing the street, and moving a little fast, i felt a small pop, and it hurt so badly i almost went down. i spent the rest of the day hobbling around in pain. aspirin didn't touch the pain. so this morning i get out of bed and there was nothing. no pain, no stiffness, just a normal ankle. i'm waiting for it to turn black and fall off or something.
a year ago, Tory said i should get a tattoo to mark a couple of life landmarks. after a year of thinking, the basic drawings are done and i start in one week,
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one funny thing about the 'coons. when they ran away, instead of running down the wide stairs, they first climbed up on the railing, THEN ran down.
we had visitors tonight
Tory says we can't eat them :-(
what kind of southern girl is she?
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