Day: October 28, 2022

It’s over, the comedy is finished

Gisele Bündchen and Tom Brady are officially divorced.

I wrote 130 words of celebrifluff about this and in honour of my pOp’s advanced age, I deleted every word of it.

Paul’s in Seattle.

Jerry Lee Lewis is dead. Pedophiles die eventually.

Two weeks for a washing machine, I’m still in effking shock. Off to the Junction tomorrer to wash my clothes down, since I can’t do them here. I may take them home to dry.

Things are mellow and nominal around here. Watched a good chunk of another Hornblower, they have lovely high production values and consistently engaging and intelligent performances. We’ll finish it off when the food gets here. Oh yesss I ordered something. I am bred of dreams and folly, and much fondness of food.

 

Rain rain

More rain forecast. The ground needs to very thoroughly soak.

Got the Wordle in four guesses today.

Whole wheat pita with cream cheese and tea for breakfast (I’m off coffee for a bit to give it a rest).

Enjoying Sharpe and Hornblower so much that I think I want to write a fanfic about Jack Aubrey, Horatio Hornblower and Richard Sharpe all being in the same place at the same time. I won’t, of course, but damn it would be fun.

Bunny the dog has a communication board with dozens of words on it; she remarked, after her owner said, YOU FARTED ALL NIGHT LONG BUNNY with the deathless words, “Sound. Poop.”

8803 words part II