Checking in.
Sorry it's been a while. So now for the weekly roundup.
1. Lost my planner. Had everything in it: SSN, old ID, paychecks, Bank Stubs, credit card bills. Never lost it EVER. I was thrown into a panic...had images of some low-life thug applying for 9 credit cards in my name, some punk filling out a mortgage application, some scum-bag signing up for a cell phone, etc.etc. I immediately called all my credit cards and was very close to contacting all three credit agencies when I decided to rack my brain and think about where I could have lost it: was it on top of the car as I drove off to work? or on top of the car at the gym? or in the dingy sushi bar bathroom I had lunch at with some co-workers in the Sunset?....I dropped by Popeye's chicken to see if they have a lost and found. Even if they did and even if I left it sitting on the counter, I reminded myself that this place marks the border between the Nortenos and Sorenos and highly doubt someone would be kind enough to turn it in. Ran over to the art-cafe at the corner where I might have purchased coffee that morning...talked with the counter staff. Asked her if they had a Lost and Found....she smiled and handed me my planner, and added, "Don't worry, we kept it safe." She saw me walk away without it and kept it behind the counter over-night. Thanked her profusely. Note to self: don't do this EVER again.
2. Our new blender rocks. The elliptical is looking good so far. Bought a Boombox for my wife to replace her old one. The new one is a Sony with a tape deck, CD player, USB port, remote, and "Bass Boosting Spacializer". Sounds good and works well.
3. My dad and I worked over the weekend and now we have cable in our master...WOOHOO!
4. Aerated our backyard lawn and in the process bruised my left knee and cut both hands. BTW, if you need an aerator, don't purchase the "Ground Dog"...actually forget about aerating all together. Aerating a lawn is an activity the State should consider if they were to devise new punishment for criminals, in lieu of a prison sentence. It's the damn holes at the bottom. The picture on the wrapper shows little tubes of soil ejecting from the top...BULLSHIT. Every two stomps, it clogs. I spent more time jabbing the holes with a long screwdriver to clean out the compacted soil than I did aerating.
5. Killed all the grub in the backyard using a wide-spectrum VX liquid. I'm pretty sure I killed all life, save the plants, to a depth of 16 inches. Then I fertilized. The wife purchased several flowers, plants, mulch, and soil and really did a nice job with the space between our lawn and the backyard fence. I had her plant some Rosemary in a pot...can't wait to use it in some grilled chicken.
6. The Warden came down for the weekend and we had dinner Thursday with the Kawanga Kid...along with the Prof., the GM, Mighty Mook, Rave-boy and g-friend, and NTT's Brain. We had dinner at the Vans. Great time reminiscing and catching up. Didn't know the Kawanga Kid was a writer...looking forward to reading some of his material.
7. Gamed Friday night. Furthered the plot. The Discourser will have a mess to clean up when he returns.
8. Washed and waxed the car. The car is riding fantastically, BTW. Hyper precise steering. Still got a clunking in the front driver side when I drive over bumps. It's driving me batty, hoped that replacing nearly everything up front would fix it but apparently it did not. I'll have to isolate the thumping. Whatever it is, at least it doesn't seem to impact the suspension or turning dynamics. Need the rollers, timing belt, water pump, fuel-filter, and timing chain replaced...typical tune-up crap. The car should be ready for Laguna Seca in October...YES! As much as I like Sears, I like the idea of shifting into 4th once in a while.
9. Saw the Kawanga Kid off this Sunday night. Final good-bye's and a request that he return to visit us again.
1. Lost my planner. Had everything in it: SSN, old ID, paychecks, Bank Stubs, credit card bills. Never lost it EVER. I was thrown into a panic...had images of some low-life thug applying for 9 credit cards in my name, some punk filling out a mortgage application, some scum-bag signing up for a cell phone, etc.etc. I immediately called all my credit cards and was very close to contacting all three credit agencies when I decided to rack my brain and think about where I could have lost it: was it on top of the car as I drove off to work? or on top of the car at the gym? or in the dingy sushi bar bathroom I had lunch at with some co-workers in the Sunset?....I dropped by Popeye's chicken to see if they have a lost and found. Even if they did and even if I left it sitting on the counter, I reminded myself that this place marks the border between the Nortenos and Sorenos and highly doubt someone would be kind enough to turn it in. Ran over to the art-cafe at the corner where I might have purchased coffee that morning...talked with the counter staff. Asked her if they had a Lost and Found....she smiled and handed me my planner, and added, "Don't worry, we kept it safe." She saw me walk away without it and kept it behind the counter over-night. Thanked her profusely. Note to self: don't do this EVER again.
2. Our new blender rocks. The elliptical is looking good so far. Bought a Boombox for my wife to replace her old one. The new one is a Sony with a tape deck, CD player, USB port, remote, and "Bass Boosting Spacializer". Sounds good and works well.
3. My dad and I worked over the weekend and now we have cable in our master...WOOHOO!
4. Aerated our backyard lawn and in the process bruised my left knee and cut both hands. BTW, if you need an aerator, don't purchase the "Ground Dog"...actually forget about aerating all together. Aerating a lawn is an activity the State should consider if they were to devise new punishment for criminals, in lieu of a prison sentence. It's the damn holes at the bottom. The picture on the wrapper shows little tubes of soil ejecting from the top...BULLSHIT. Every two stomps, it clogs. I spent more time jabbing the holes with a long screwdriver to clean out the compacted soil than I did aerating.
5. Killed all the grub in the backyard using a wide-spectrum VX liquid. I'm pretty sure I killed all life, save the plants, to a depth of 16 inches. Then I fertilized. The wife purchased several flowers, plants, mulch, and soil and really did a nice job with the space between our lawn and the backyard fence. I had her plant some Rosemary in a pot...can't wait to use it in some grilled chicken.
6. The Warden came down for the weekend and we had dinner Thursday with the Kawanga Kid...along with the Prof., the GM, Mighty Mook, Rave-boy and g-friend, and NTT's Brain. We had dinner at the Vans. Great time reminiscing and catching up. Didn't know the Kawanga Kid was a writer...looking forward to reading some of his material.
7. Gamed Friday night. Furthered the plot. The Discourser will have a mess to clean up when he returns.
8. Washed and waxed the car. The car is riding fantastically, BTW. Hyper precise steering. Still got a clunking in the front driver side when I drive over bumps. It's driving me batty, hoped that replacing nearly everything up front would fix it but apparently it did not. I'll have to isolate the thumping. Whatever it is, at least it doesn't seem to impact the suspension or turning dynamics. Need the rollers, timing belt, water pump, fuel-filter, and timing chain replaced...typical tune-up crap. The car should be ready for Laguna Seca in October...YES! As much as I like Sears, I like the idea of shifting into 4th once in a while.
9. Saw the Kawanga Kid off this Sunday night. Final good-bye's and a request that he return to visit us again.
posted by supergoober at
11:51 AM
3 Comments:
You know SG, they have these spikes you strap on to your shoes and walk around your lawn in to aerate it......probably easier than that back breaker ground hog......is your soil as hard as ours? I thought droughts were bad in Cali....Holy Crap we have some hard soil out here now....
Su'p Steve. Yeah, I looked at those too. Same problem though. The soil isn't hard, its actually sandy and wet and when packed gets stuck to the inside of the tube walls. Our nursury told us to get an aerator that expels the tubes rather then one that simply create holes...I suppose there's a difference. Later.
Hi SG,
Twas good for the Kid to swing by and see most of the gang together again. Warms my heart to see you all!
Hope to visit again, but in the meantime, must keep in touch via the world wide web...
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