Everybody Must Get Stoned
The wife was supposed to be up at 8:00 this morning, so naturally when I went to grab a beverage in the middle of the night the Yorkie snapped at me, waking and agitating her. I felt bad about this, as she had trouble getting back to sleep for several hours. As my form of capitulation I had set my own alarm as I went to bed, figuring if she didn't get her sleep then neither would I, so we both got up at the crack of dawn this morning.
The Yorkie was thoroughly confused by this, but seemed somewhat reassured when it became apparent that the wife was dressing to leave and wasn't about to take her with her to yet another vet visit. I kissed the wife goodbye, fired up the PC and then got the house opened up for the day and made the bed. A cup of tea in hand, I settled into the Office to work on the blog for a bit and try to get some of the various piles of stuff off the desk, including books, CD's and other shit that's accumulated over the past month.
I worked on that project until 11:00 or so, then dressed and stepped out to mail something that had sold on Amazon over the evening and then pick up a bite to eat. I poked my head into a pawn shop on the way, but they never seem to have anything of interest there, so I left empty-handed. A quick trip through a drive-thru for a salad and a burger later and I was on my way home to chill and see if the Yorkie was still feeling okay. The dog greeted me happily at the door, so that was a good sign.
There was a specific podcast I was putting off listening to until I watched a movie they were supposed to review, so I popped in Stone off the To-Watch Pile. It's a 1974 Aussie biker flick, in which a gang of bikers find themselves being picked off by person or persons unknown after one of them witnesses a political assassination. The twist here is that unbeknownst to the killer(s?), the witness doesn't even really remember what he saw, because he was tripping balls at the time! Enter Stone, a cop who wants to pose as a gang member and investigate the crimes, which naturally isn't easy since he's a 'pig' and all that sorta shit. The movie is pretty interesting, as I really haven't seen any footage of Oz in the '70s, so it was interesting to see a snapshot of the times, as well as the typical biker hijinx as they grudgingly let Stone become one of them. Worth a peep if you have the chance.
The wife was supposed to return with groceries at some point in the mid-afternoon, so I piddled around with a few little projects while waiting on her to get home, eventually settling into the Office to work on a couple things online until I heard the familiar sounds of she and the dog in the kitchen as she let herself in.
We both chilled in the Office and caught up, kinda killing time until we were to meet the Mother In Law and her Beau for an early dinner. I was pleased to have chosen the light meal at lunch, as it allowed me to actually be hungry for dinner.
We visited over a decent enough meal, though the MIL's experience wasn't all that great, her side dish was ridiculously over cooked and she ordered a salad that never turned up. Actually, they couldn't even make me an Old Fashioned because they were out of one of the ingredients. Come to think of it, fuck this restaurant.
We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways after dinner. I had a craving for some coffee to keep me awake for the evening, as my tea seemed to have long since worn off, so we hit Starbuck's on the way home, then got into our comfies and relaxed in the den with the Yorkie and some television.
Since we still have a few things left on the TiVo from back in freaking December of last year, we watched a couple episodes of Hawaii Five-O, then the new episode of The Soup and one ep of Pan Am just to try and get that one current.
We called it a night shortly after 10:00, as the wife was crashing hard and I wanted to deal with this sooner than later.
Be seeing you.
The Yorkie was thoroughly confused by this, but seemed somewhat reassured when it became apparent that the wife was dressing to leave and wasn't about to take her with her to yet another vet visit. I kissed the wife goodbye, fired up the PC and then got the house opened up for the day and made the bed. A cup of tea in hand, I settled into the Office to work on the blog for a bit and try to get some of the various piles of stuff off the desk, including books, CD's and other shit that's accumulated over the past month.
I worked on that project until 11:00 or so, then dressed and stepped out to mail something that had sold on Amazon over the evening and then pick up a bite to eat. I poked my head into a pawn shop on the way, but they never seem to have anything of interest there, so I left empty-handed. A quick trip through a drive-thru for a salad and a burger later and I was on my way home to chill and see if the Yorkie was still feeling okay. The dog greeted me happily at the door, so that was a good sign.
There was a specific podcast I was putting off listening to until I watched a movie they were supposed to review, so I popped in Stone off the To-Watch Pile. It's a 1974 Aussie biker flick, in which a gang of bikers find themselves being picked off by person or persons unknown after one of them witnesses a political assassination. The twist here is that unbeknownst to the killer(s?), the witness doesn't even really remember what he saw, because he was tripping balls at the time! Enter Stone, a cop who wants to pose as a gang member and investigate the crimes, which naturally isn't easy since he's a 'pig' and all that sorta shit. The movie is pretty interesting, as I really haven't seen any footage of Oz in the '70s, so it was interesting to see a snapshot of the times, as well as the typical biker hijinx as they grudgingly let Stone become one of them. Worth a peep if you have the chance.The wife was supposed to return with groceries at some point in the mid-afternoon, so I piddled around with a few little projects while waiting on her to get home, eventually settling into the Office to work on a couple things online until I heard the familiar sounds of she and the dog in the kitchen as she let herself in.
We both chilled in the Office and caught up, kinda killing time until we were to meet the Mother In Law and her Beau for an early dinner. I was pleased to have chosen the light meal at lunch, as it allowed me to actually be hungry for dinner.
We visited over a decent enough meal, though the MIL's experience wasn't all that great, her side dish was ridiculously over cooked and she ordered a salad that never turned up. Actually, they couldn't even make me an Old Fashioned because they were out of one of the ingredients. Come to think of it, fuck this restaurant.
We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways after dinner. I had a craving for some coffee to keep me awake for the evening, as my tea seemed to have long since worn off, so we hit Starbuck's on the way home, then got into our comfies and relaxed in the den with the Yorkie and some television.
Since we still have a few things left on the TiVo from back in freaking December of last year, we watched a couple episodes of Hawaii Five-O, then the new episode of The Soup and one ep of Pan Am just to try and get that one current.
We called it a night shortly after 10:00, as the wife was crashing hard and I wanted to deal with this sooner than later.
Be seeing you.
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