Our meeting with the plumber today uncovered the source of Lake Asshole. Hooray!
I did a little experiment. First, I dug around the cellar and found a container that would fit under the offending leaky pipe, as so:
Next, I let some time pass. I don’t remember how much time but I’m guessing around six hours, give or take. I then brought the container upstairs to dump it in the sink and also took a picture:
At the time this photo was taken, the cellar floor was bone dry. Yeah…. We found the leak.
The sun is setting earlier and earlier and that’s depressing.
Between singing in the car this morning, writing lyrics this afternoon, and playing guitar tonight, I have honestly lost track of everything I’ve done today.
It was cool though, I had an audience while I was tracking guitars. I was down cellar because I was too lazy to set up the bedroom rig that I partially cannibalized for the cellar rig and as I was playing along I noticed this big honkin’ spider hanging out at the base of the stairs, just grooving along.
It was not, as far as I could tell, from Mars.*
*If you don’t get that reference… well I don’t even know what to tell you.
The first asshole falls….
Turkey burgers on the grill: It’s a thing now.
Remind me to order more grape flavoring stuff from Amazon. I’m about to run out and it’s the only thing I like to drink besides soda.
I also hadn’t taken a picture today, not that I’m doing a third consecutive Flickr photo-a-day thing or anything. No way.
My obstructed view seat.
The results of the rapid Covid-19 test are in!
Drum roll, please………….
Like there was ever any doubt, right?
The wife has been smooched, emphatically!
The quarantinie adventure is over!
I got here before they opened. Surprised?
Keep calm, Robert. Try to relax. Watch the candle make pretty reflections on the wall. Calmingly calm.
