Saturday, May 27, 2017

I need to send this to wirecutter


I notice he's been doing a bit of mechanicing recently.
The only thing he's worse at than not getting lost driving in a straight line
is working on vehicles.

It seems like just yesterday

Teen Queen, 3 months
Teen Queen's High School graduation was last night, and even though she didn't walk across the stage (too hot, too crowded, too long), she has her cap and gown hanging on her door like a wreath:


FYI, that creeps the hell out of me at night when I'm up wandering the halls. It's a wonder I haven't blown holes in it yet. She also received her official Panhandle High School Diploma:



Things are changing around here, new challenges, new adventures. I, as a rule, don't like change, but as a parent, I have had to embrace it. This has been rough on me. When I picked them up from school yesterday, it hit me hard. This was the last time we were going to do this; no more ARD meetings, no more football games, no more proms. I feel like my job is being phased out.



Friday, May 26, 2017

I still have mine


Okay, "balls" sounds so benign.
We had 2 inch diameter hard marbles on strings.

Monday, May 22, 2017

And on it goes...

Monday, Week 6 of the Bathroom Quagmire.

No end in sight. Contractor has been absent for two weeks due to a misordered tub, then a week-long conference in San Francisco. Over a week ago, it was "We'll be there Monday bright and early." Today it was a text at noon, "Just touched down in Dallas."

This was supposed to be from the "Total Bathroom Renovation in 3 days" guy. Six fucking weeks, three of which I never saw a single worker. I will never ever hire another contractor to save myself from a little work.

No thanks, I think I'll walk


Don't correct me, I know what I mean


Sunday, May 21, 2017

Actually, I would never recommend #2, I don't have a clue what's going on with #4 (poor puppy), and #1 is clearly one of those Liberal guys who can't fight. So yeah, Burger guy is your only real choice.