That moment when … You go for a pee and after struggling for several moments you realize your boxers are on back to front.
Following a successful field test with our old lounging hammock, I decided I could afford to buy a light-weight backpacking hammock, tarp, and under-quilt …
Four hours later the dishwasher died and we were mopping up a quarter inch of water from the kitchen floor.
That moment when a sharp pain in the groin wakes you in the middle of the night … And, upon investigation one discovers a cat’s claw (attached to a cat) embedded in one’s scrotum.
I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried.
The “I can’t give a f**k” is strong in this one. — The struggle is real.
Connections and Degrees of Separation – You may have heard of the idea that all the people on Earth are six or fewer steps away from each other in a human chain of contacts. The “Six degrees of separation” theory, In June this year, I discovered I was three steps away from Che Guevara. Three-minute read, 3 pictures
Earlier this evening. New definition of incongruous. Brit driving an Impala through the Ozarks while loudly singing along with 1970s Canterbury prog. rock. #caravan #cunningstunts
That confusing moment … when driving home from Sedalia today I wondered when I was going to catch sight of the sea.
I may need more coffee… It just took me several seconds to realize the reason I couldn’t get my tee shirt on was because I had put my arm through the neck hole.
In the UK chimneys are swept from the bottom up. I might have expected things to be different in the Ozarks…
[Today I swept Tom & Rebbie’s chimney. Tom had an operation on his back a short while ago and doesn’t need to be climbing on roofs.]
It’s magic how much cleaner the house is now the adults outnumber the children. If we outnumbered the kittehs it’d be almost spotless.
I attended an ‘Active Shooter’ training session at church a couple of days ago, I think this should be filed under ‘Things I didn’t expect to learn/discuss at church’.
That’s three words I’ve had to Google today. This is getting far too highbrow for the run up to a holiday weekend. I need a break and a beer already.
Spent the day with cap’n John getting the boat ready for some real sailing – he has a mainsail. Unfortunately the ‘iron Topsail’ is currently broken, and beyond my knowledge to repair.
Out at 7:20am on the high school run for the first time in eighteen months.
“Wet snow likely on the higher Ozark Plateau tonight. Temperatures will be near freezing tonight. An additional one inch of slushy wet snow accumulations may be possible tonight on the plateau. Elsewhere, scattered rain showers tonight with some isolated flooding possible over the Eastern Ozarks.” NOAA.
I caught myself using the dreadful American pronunciation of the word herb tonight – ‘erb.
Who knew? I Just stepped out into the garage for a pair of pliers. Darn it was chilly. 27°F (-3°C). Maybe I should have got dressed first?