Everyone loves a Slinky, so if you don’t, you might be a nutcase.
I have a collection of them.
Everyone loves a Slinky, so if you don’t, you might be a nutcase.
I have a collection of them.


Night time snack tray. Peanut butter crackers. Two with a honey drizzle.
High faluted.

Just two random ordinary pics from our walk today at the Richardson Taylor Preserve north of Greensboro.


It’s pineapple tankie pizza Sunday at our house. 🍍 🍕

Sometimes I buy a bag of delicious looking oranges, then I don’t feel like eating many of them, so today was “juice ’em day” before they went bad. 🍊
It’s a lot of work for a little bit of delicious orange juice. It went well with the non- instant oatmeal. I like the instant, too, but when I’ve got the time, why not cook it.

At Burger Warfare. It’s not our regular place, but we like it from time to time. I find the Pig Pounder beers to be delicious. These are called Intergalactic Pig.

Power is off. ⚡
I keep thinking of things to do, then right after I remember that I can’t because they require electricity.
— mow yard. Nope. Mower is electric.
— vacuum. Nope.
— laundry is stopped in the machines.
— take shower. Nope, because I bought that stupid hot water on demand backpack water heater. Even though it runs on natural gas, it requires power for the relays, ignition and things. I hate that thing.
Posted in rambling
The heavy artillery has arrived.
This morning, a utility pole snapped, we think from old age, strowing utility lines all over the place.
Electricity stayed on the entire time until this truck showed up, now it’s off.
I’m thinking that it’s poor maintenance. We’ve had utility lines nearly down on the ground for long periods of time, and nobody will come for them. Utility lines now run through thick trees and vegetation that used to be trimmed back.

Thunder Island – Jay Ferguson (1977)
Just came on the net stream.
It was one of the many hot AF summer songs on FM radio, often heard in a sweltering car because the air conditioning was always broken.
“Sha la la la la la my lady
In the sun with your hair undone”
Of course I was always mentally rearranging lyrics and fantasies to match my needs. lol
One of the fun things about visiting my grandmother when I was a child was that she would have a tube of Stripe toothpaste waiting for us. It made brushing fun.
Maybe it was the “active concentration of Hexachlorophene” in it that made me gay. So, it was her fault!
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