Smoke

We made blackened fish in a cast iron skillet last night. It was excellent.

Cleaning the skillet requires rubbing it down with vegetable oil and then burning it off. That didn’t go quite as excellent. Especially when I had all of the windows open at 10:30pm when it was 48 degrees out, and that was before the smoke alarms went off.

Insult to injury, 15 minutes after the smoke cleared and the alarms were silent, one of the smoke alarms started giving that dying battery chirp. Perfect timing, ass munch.

At least the skillet is clean and ready for the next meal.

The Day in Pictures: So Far

DSCN3509 — Had a bad experience here. There’s a first time for everything, I guess.

New Critter

My eagle eyed wife spotted a new critter strolling through the grass in the front yard. I don’t know how she saw him through the window, but she did because she’s amazing.

Check out the latest critter addition to our little corner of wild kingdom:

Glorious

I know this will be meaningless to the rest of the world, but for me this photo represents something absolutely glorious. All hail!

Mythbusters

The cats are watching Mythbusters and seeing five people working my dream job.

Not Enough Room

We all see it! Why can’t you! There isn’t enough room on the cat tree for both of you!

Cats

Lots of hanging around and watching the cats today. Hope you’re okay with that because that’s what’s happening.

I’m a Stinker

Yeah, I said I was done with this, but I totally lied.

Scenes from a cart corral.

I drove to Market Basket and back. I took the long way around and listened to Supper’s Ready all the way through. That reminded me that Peter Gabriel is coming to Boston in September, and Steve Hackett is coming in October. Also, Steve Hackett is supposed to be playing the Foxtrot album in it’s entirety, which means he’s going to play Supper’s Ready, which means I HAVE to be there. I have to see at least one member of Genesis play that perfect piece of music, all 23 minutes of it, live at least once before I die. I have to.