Garbage In, Garbage Out
Putting out the garbage first thing in the morning once a week is just an extra step in my morning chores. So far it’s working: today there’s garbage all up and down the street, but none of it’s ours.
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Putting out the garbage first thing in the morning once a week is just an extra step in my morning chores. So far it’s working: today there’s garbage all up and down the street, but none of it’s ours.
Yes, that is a Betty Ford Rehab Hash T-shirt (he said, bursting with grandfatherly pride).
I thought we could all use a break from the news today, so no hot takes. Hope you don’t mind!
By the time I clicked back to the library checkout page, the downloading issue had resolved and the book’s now on my Kindle, ready for a leisurely yet obsessive read. Happy happy!
Not much happening hereabouts. My weekly Saturday chores are done. One of our dachshunds, Fritzi, is off her feed and I’m keeping a close eye on her. The other two, Mister B and Lulu, have Valley Fever; we hope Fritzi isn’t coming down with it too. When a dog has had Valley Fever and another […]
I’m home alone and living on takeout so the kitchen stays clean until Donna’s return tomorrow morning.
What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind (wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more).