I’ve been feeling quite odd for the last few days, like I’m coming down with something. I can’t be too wobbly – my appetite is unimpaired. I am also completely uninterested in work, which is why I’ve been doing things like posting bits of humour I worked on 15 years ago. I wrote a couple of movie reviews. Saw Bon Cop Bad Cop last night and LOVED IT… I will definitely watch it again. Jeff is starting to see the value in borrowing movies from the library 🙂
Leo and Linda are in Newfoundland. Here’s a pic of him playing with an outdoor chess set.
Tom L’s mother passed away yesterday. I light a candle for the journey.
The carpet cleaning man came yesterday and removed the smell of dog from our house. The sofa and love seat and the carpet in the games room were all cleaned; Granny’s carpet went away to be cleaned (and the underlay got hauled away, thanks be, so we don’t have to cut it up and throw it out) and will be back in ten days or less. Harry gave a vivid description of how the carpet is first put into an interesting machine which beats it with leather straps. Insert random BDSM comment here.
Paul and Keith are back tonight tomorrow night; I have to jump on my bike and get over and feed Kira.
Pork chops marinated in pear juice and rosemary and then barbecued, and home made tabbouleh for dinner last night. Jeff said, “What’s fer puddin?'” after this minor feast, and I nearly snarled at him; then remembered we had a frozen peach and raspberry pie, and that it’s actually cool enough to turn the oven on. So we finished up with pie.