gonzai: (Yikes)
Stopped by the local seafood shop for dinner. They have an assortment of new items on the menu. Most notably 'cream of crab fries'. This is French Fries, sprinkled with Old Bay, cream of crab soup poured over the fries and then melted mozzarella and provolone poured over that. Yikes.

Do you have the heart attack before the stuff even hits your stomach?
gonzai: (Otter)
Between the crabs and the fair, I left out the rest of the weekend. So, in short sharp shock format:

Hurt my shoulders some more hauling furniture to the crab feast, which then didn't get used. The left shoulder is getting extreme now (hurts all the way to the elbow) and I didn't sleep worth a darn Saturday night. Also, my back really hates this whole sleeping on it thing.

After the fair, I was working on the computer and my foot bumped the stand. Five minutes later I happen to look down and there's blood everywhere. ?!? Seems that little bump was just enough to split the nail on my left big toe, right down the middle, almost the whole way. Keeping it completely bandaged and making the switch back to proper shoes a month early, but otherwise I don't know what to do with it.

Speaking of a month early, it's September 6th in Baltimore and I had to wear a freakin' jacket this morning. WTF? 

While WTFing, a co-worker has been in the office for 3 hours so far today. She has used the facilities 8 times in those 3 hours. (And refused to refill the TP because she's an attorney and such things are beneath her, of course.)

Dumbass of the week was at the crab feast. Guy decided to join a group of people at a table, and appropos of nothing announced "I'm one of the first tea partiers. I'm not a racist. None of us are racists. We just don't want a black President." If his intent was to clear the table, it worked. And I gave him a wide berth the rest of the day. Moron.

Did some movie watching, category 'Weird combinations'. In order of viewing: Temple Grandin, All Quiet on the Western Front (1930 edition), Blade Runner (director's cut), Milk, and the Seven Year Itch. Scary what happens when I try to clear space on the DVR...



gonzai: (Checking In)
Just came home from my brother's annual crab feast, this year with added pool party. Last year I passed, partly because we weren't getting along but mostly because they were expecting 71 people, 43 of them kids, at their house. Uh, no thanks. Today was about 35 in total, about 20 kids. Still more than I care for but at least managable, esp with the pool being available. It kept the kids busy most of the time. I passed on the pool due to the kid invasion, but hit the crabs head-on. And now I'm sleepy. So sleepy I don't think I can hang in there for Doctor Who or Torchwood. Tomorrow, I suppose.
gonzai: (trouble)
The rock 'em sock 'em thunderstorms continued today and this time, we lost power. It was out for two hours, during which we discovered that candles really don't produce a lot of light, it's hard to eat crabs in the dark, and electricity is essential for just about everything. The power came back just as it was getting too dark to do anything at all, and thankfully everything in the fridge & freezer should be OK. The annoying thing is that while the telephone and internet service are both back, the television isn't. (All three are FiOS.) The settop box doesn't seem to be functioning, despite much fiddling and experimenting. So no Ravens/Chiefs, and no FiOS Movie Night. We thought choosing between 'The King's Speech' and 'True Grit' was going to be tough. Instead we get neither. Blast. Hope it's working tomorrow, but what with the strike and all, if the box is fried we will be sans cable/DVR indefinitely. Nuts.
gonzai: (Checking In)
Yesterday went pretty well - the new location is a huge, spankin' new house and the host went above and beyond. We all had a grand time (esp. the Stone Age group, we're havin' behbehs here) and I got in quality time with the home guinea pigs, Oreo & S'Mores. Poor things were scared to death of all the people there. Little comment at the crab feast according to Mom, but apparently the kids were in full swarm, all 41 of them. Yikes.

Today, the stereo apparently called it a career. The audio cut in and out of its own accord constantly. Some years ago I bought Mom a $300 Crosley stereo, which she never figured out how to work and thus it was banished to the basement. Seems to be working to me, so I tried to swap it out with the cranky one. But the only plug is behind a 500lb dresser, and the composite backboard got pulled out of the back of the dresser, so there's even less space behind the dresser. I unplugged the old one but managed to get my elbow caught in the process. After a lot of pulling I finally got my arm loose, but then had to plug in the new stereo. I loaded a lot of grease on my arm this time, but it didn't help much - got stuck again. Five minutes of squirming later I had it plugged in and my arm loose, but my arm is raw, bloody in spots and badly bruised. I hope I never have to do THAT again. Went and got my own crabs (best prices I've seen in years on them) and I'm taking a break now. Wonder what my arm will look like tomorrow.

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