10/13/08

I'd like to apologize for the “Fuck You Friday” rant the other day. I'm not going to do it, but I'd like to. Actually, since the word “apology,” and therefore all derivations and conjugations thereof, means “explanation,” I guess my upcoming explanation will, technically, be an apology. Here’s the thing, Thursday morning my new cat Dolly got out and disappeared. Since she had been an indoor cat her whole life, and had never seen the outside of our house, we were fairly certain she wasn’t going to find her way back. Apparently, I was in the “anger” stage of dealing with that “fact” on Friday. Well, Friday night when I got home from having sushi with Pat, Nora, and their baby… um, er, yeah… Oh! Erin! I think. Anyhoo, when I got home from that, she was sitting there, pretty as you please, waiting for me to let her back in the house. That would be Dolly, not Erin. Pat and Nora took her, Erin, home with them. So, I guess I'm back to my usual self again. I never made it to the shop at all over the weekend. Mom and I went “shopping” for cat litter and shoe laces before having lunch Saturday morning and I wasted the rest of the day doing nothing. Wait, is that right? No! I went to see Ray at the Motorsport Ranch. I did go to the shop for a few minutes. Ok, after lunch I tried to set up the new tent mom bought me for my birthday while we were at the sporting goods store. See, while looking for shoe laces, I saw the tent display and made the comment that one of my tent poles had broken. I lied and said I “needed” a new tent. I don’t really need a tent because I don’t camp nearly as often as I'd like to. Perhaps now I will do it more, with a new tent and all. Anyhoo, I tried to set it up in the living room but it was far too big. I packed it back up and then decided to go see Ray. He had called to ask if I'd bring one of the engine stands back to him so he could put his spare 510 engine on it and get cracking on a rebuild. I swung by the shop, in Fifi, and picked up the one stand with no engine on it. I contemplated knocking it down to smaller components and taking it in Shichi, but didn’t. I dropped it off and hung out with Ray for a bit then took the long way home. I'm not going to give all the roads again, check the archives if you want to know the route. When I got home from that foray, then I wasted the evening in front of the TV. Sunday morning I got up and took a shower. I was really stinky because I had forgone a shower Saturday. I dressed and grabbed the tent to try and set it up outside. It wasn’t the easiest thing in the world to set up by myself, but it was possible. I was fiddling with the rain fly when mom came home from church. She said she wanted to go out to lunch so I said I'd be in in a bit. I struck the tent and packed it away. It came down much easier than it went up, duh. I think the next erection will go easier too. Well, I was too sweaty from all that “work” so I took another shower. Mom suggested a few places for lunch and we decided on Genghis Grill. Dang, I really like that place. After lunch I said I felt obligated to go burn some dinosaurs in Shichi but when I got home I took a nap instead. Around 1830 h, mom came down and asked what I wanted for dinner. I told her that ever since John called me to settle a bet whether anyone actually liked the stuff, I'd been “craving” a Spam sandwich. We went out for chicken. We tried KFC but the line in the drive through was about seven cars long. The line inside wasn’t any better so we headed for Chicken Excess. Their drive through was full as well so we went inside. After dinner I watched TV until bedtime. So, I'm not really sure when y'all are going to get to read this though. Spiderman was in California all weekend and wasn’t coming home until today. I'm sure he’ll have a bajillion e-mails in his inbox. No telling when he’ll get to this one to post it. We’ll see.