I have a hidden talent. It’s something that I’ve been able to do since junior high, but that I keep hidden. I’ve shown it to (maybe) six people over the years and all of the people that have seen me do it were disturbed by it. That’s why it’s a hidden talent. It’s nothing lewd or obscene and is certainly safe for work and kids – it’s just weird.
It’s one of those Sundays that my wife has to work. I’ve spent the day playing VR and watching Star Wars movies and YouTube. The fifteen-year-old in me approves.
First barbecue of the season. We’ve got clear skies, it’s a lovely 86°, parrots are sounding from the trees, and a brass band is oom-pah’ing in someone’s backyard. Cheeseburgers, grilled pineapple, watermelon, and probably potato chips make up the menu. Perfect after a day of inside and outside chores.
Come to papa #twinkiesicecream
Spending some quality time with the Red Baron this #caturday
BOOM! Scored tickets to Hamilton at the Pantages.
A few weeks ago my wife’s car stalled on the freeway. We took it to our mechanic of six years. They replaced the alternator and water pump. The car stalled a couple of days later. We took it to that same mechanic again. They said it was a bad battery cell. We took it to an inexpensive battery place and that guy said the battery connection was the problem. We got the new battery anyhow and a couple of days later the car stalled again. Tow truck driver said it was the battery connection. Dealer mechanic said it was the battery connection. At this point it’s clear we were had by our regular mechanic.
Had the giant burger for lunch then got a text saying my Groupon to giant burger place is set to expire. I guess I’m having another one for dinner. If I have a heart attack tonight it was so I could save a buck.
My reaction when my medical provider keeps pressing me to join their weight loss program…
My wife has compared my feud with our usual grocery bagger to the feud between Peter Griffin and the chicken. In my defense, he started it with all of the stares and hostile side-eyes.