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Pre-Fab
Pre-fab furniture, like a boss.
The kitchen remodel eternal.
Lunch
If the weather ever gets nicer (that’s a big if) I’ll do this outside on the grill.
Appointment
Yet another appointments
Haiku for You #172
More weather related fun, this time in haiku for you form…
Come on snow and ice.
Do your job and melt away.
Your time has passed, dudes.
None?
If you do it for free is it a job? I think if you are doing it for free then it’s a hobby or a chore, not a job.
I am about to go outside and shovel yesterday’s snow and ice off of the driveway. I’m going to do it for free, but it’s not a job. If I went door to door and did it for the neighbors I would turn it into a job, but there is no way in hell I’d do it for free.
I would play gigs with the band for free, but it’s not a job for me, it’s a hobby. There are people around who do consider bar gigs a job and require the pay they get from those gigs for their living. If I did shows for free I would be taking work away from those people, thus literally taking money out of their pockets and food out of their kids’ mouths. No, I would not do bar gigs with the band for free. I will not screw up the very tenuous economy to indulge my hobby. No.
So is there a job I would do for free? No, I don’t think there is. Sorry, Charlie.
Lily
In the immortal words of Marshall on the show How I Met Your Mother, happy happy Lily day.
Haiku for You #171
Sick time, vacation time, personal time. It’s a time off avalanche around here.
Shorthanded at work.
Everyone out all at once.
Tough couple of days.
Olympics
What is it about the Olympic Games that makes uninteresting sporting events so riveting that I can’t look away? Track and field events, figure skating, curling, and the queen mother of WTF athletic competitions, biathlon (the one with target shooting crossed with cross country skiing). Take uninteresting sporting competitions, wrap them in the Olympic flag and BAM, I can’t stop watching. Is it hypnosis? Is it some weird brain washing thing? Is it a form of nationalistic propaganda that our brains are hard wired to respond to?
Maybe… or it just might be fun.
There is one Olympic event that I follow pretty religiously. It’s not figure skating, though there was a time in the past where I had a family connection to that sport based on my cousin having dated a super famous US competitor. It’s not soccer either, though it might be in the future as I have a family connection that may or may not be involved with the Olympic development program and may at some point in the distant future end up playing goal for the USA. No, you can probably guess if you read through past posts on this blog. It’s hockey.
Hockey was always the best part of the Winter Olympics, but when the NHL players were allowed to participate, suddenly the Olympic Ice Hockey tournament became the ultimate international competition, featuring literally the best hockey players on Earth. Sure it took a couple of Olympics for the whole thing to start living up to it’s potential, but once it did. Damn, were those games ever fun. Best hockey tournament ever.
Generate an image of a male jedi knight playing ice hockey for team usa with a light saber…
Cat Day
I’m off work today to take my father to a doctor’s appointment. it gave me a little extra time for cat pics. Just because.
Inside the Red Head's Head 