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With the noises her belly is making, the smells she made last night, and the poops she pooped on today's walk, I'm thinking tonight is going to be a fun night of dog owning.
I bought my toaster over 2 decades ago. At some point the timer/sensor thing stopped working right. No big deal, stick the toast in, when it pops up, push the button down a second time and it gets done. This year it just started working again. When it first went on the blink I tried cleaning out toast crumbs and assorted other basic troubleshooting with no luck. I don't think I did anything between then and now, when it just decided it was going to work again.
I got a microwave at the same time and the big complaint I had about it was that the touchpad was cheaply made and had started to blister and sag. Then one day, after I'd owned it for 15 years or so, I had a closer look at the touchpad. It had one of them protective plastic sheets over it to prevent it from getting scratched during shipping. Peeled it off and had basically a new touchpad for the 5 more years it lasted.
Channel 4 were supposed to show the Simpsons where Lisa discovers Jebediah Springfield is a fraud this morning, but took it off because of the scene where Springfield tries to assassinate George Washington.
I'm probably the only person in the world who noticed, but it happened.
On days like this it takes me 15-30 minutes to get psyched up for the afternoon dog walk. Hoping she cuts it to 20 minutes like the past 2 days. She did a full hour in the morning today so hopefully she's gotten the sense to do the long walk when it is cool(er).
And hallelujah, The Dog seems to have finally realized it makes more sense to take a long walk in the morning when it's cooler and a short walk in the afternoon heat. She also sticks to shade when walking. Clever girl.
My life in general and this day in particular, summed up: Bed time. Tired. Ready to go to sleep and it's a reasonable hour to go to sleep. The Cat is Out so I resolve to go see if he's ready to come In. If he isn't, I resolve that he spends the night Out. Instead The Dog is waiting at the door, wanting to go Out. So now they're both fucking Out so I get to try to kill some time until I can at least get The Dog back In. :/
If I'm ever at a function where they give you a marker and a "HELLO, my name is: " name tag, I will write "John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt" and desperately hope someone else does so one of us can go "That's my name too!"
I've been doing turkey drumsticks lately so after I'm done, I set the top of the baking pan on the sink or something, toss an eyeballed handful of flour into the bottom of the pan and mix it around. It looks terrible. Then I dump in a cup of water and it looks disgusting. Then I set the pan on a burner and stir it for a minute on a low boil and SHAZAM! It turns into delicious, creamy gravy right before my eyes.
Ever notice how these days when you stop off at a gas station or convenience store the employees are just constantly bantering with each other? I stopped off at this place after work yesterday just wanting a fountain drink and they were babbling at each other loudly, and I finally lost it and just said shut the fuck up, you have a customer, yap at each other after this transaction is done. I don't get it.