Brits say “Go to hospital” and Americans insist that “go to THE hospital” is correct. But both say “go to school” and not “go to THE school.”

I had a good weekend, did a small concrete job, it’s not done because got an invitation and so I went diving.

I forgot to glue one of the PVC joints for an air conditioner drain. Wondering if it’s going to leak.

The internet seems slow, perhaps it’s just this computer

My divng video I’m uploading for this post is taking a very long time to upload, so it’s probably the internet and not this computer.

Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia is the fear of long words.

I was planning on riding the scooter to work but now I don’t feel like it.

I’m not going to ba able to post my video today, maybe tomorrow.

Hope you have a good day and week.

One of the coolest webcams I’ve ever found.

– Here – is the link. It’s also on my links page, which is in the process of being repaired/updated.

Have a great weekend!

Sometimes, I don’t think I slept that great, but the machine tells me otherwise.

Last night was one of those nights. I felt like I was tossing and turning all night, laying awake for hours, but apparently not. It’s reassuring to have evidence that I slept pretty good, even though I don’t think I did. I’d like to compare the above picture with others who monitor their sleep.

I’m loving the Galaxy Watch my Wife got me for my birthday. Still learnig it though.

Happy Friday!

Our poor, neglected, abused Ashy Thee Cat is waging a food war with us right now. We gave her canned wet food for the past two days, and now, apparently, her good ‘ol two different kinds of mixed Crunchies aren’t good enough for Her Royal Majesty. She is on a hunger strike. She is starving herself to death in protest, devastated by the obscene injustice, sitting by her full bowl, meowing morosely.

Look at her in the picture above. Skeletal. Look at the pain in those eyes. Ashy is also upset because she needs a few more layers of higher quality padding between her and the sofa. (We pile the cushions like that to keep Lenny the pooch off the sofa when we’re out or sleeping.)

We’re expecting the SPCA to come knocking down the door any minute, telling us that from now on we must only feed Ashy caviar and sashimi, just one small thing to alleviate her life of endless suffering, but until then…

Happy Humpday Ashy!

Happy belated birthday to my Aunt Aimee! She turned 100 last week. Many more Aunt Aimee!

We were all going to see her for her 100th but didn’t because of covid. Another covid missed trip. I was at her and my Uncles place the Day It Rained Pears.

Here it’s practically constant thunder and lightning this morning. Rained earlier, but we didn’t get wet on our walk.

Stay dry and have a good day!

It was a good weekend. Got a lot of rest, went out to a good dinner at a fantastic Indian Restaurant, and watched the SpaceX Dragon land successfully in the Gulf Of Mexico. I wonder how much NASA has to pay Mexico for permission to land in their gulf?

I was very happy they made it home safely. I almost shed a tear of joy when they re-gained radio contact after the firey re-entry and another when the parachutes deployed properly. Two tears shed, almost. Seriously, I’m glad they made it home OK. I remember my mother started crying when they first blasted off to return from the moon, I asked her why she was crying and she said that because if they couldn’t lift off, they’d be stuck on the moon and they’d die there. That was an eye-opener for me.

I went for a little snorkle yesterday evening, it was quite enjoyable. As you can tell from the picture above, I took a selfie. I’m waving, telling you to have a good week!

Above are a couple pics of Daisy, messing with Ashy. Notice how Daisy is acting all innocent? Believe me, Ashy isn’t going to take any crap from Daisy. Ashy doesn’t want to be friends. Run Daisy! Run!

Funny thing. Ashy is a grey cat. Totally grey. Daisy is a brown dog. Totally brown. There’s no confusing the colors of either when they’re apart, plain as day. But put them together, they both look the same color.

Freeky Deeky!

Have a very very good weekend!

I’m reading his short story book “Fantastic Night and Other Stories”

The first story, “Fantastic Night” was pretty good. A bored rich guy steps over the line. The second, “Letter From An Unknown Woman” I didn’t like, because she was an idiot, and there was no point in her writing the letter when she did. Now I’m reading “The Fowler Snared” . I just started it. Not sure if there’s another story or two after this one.

The reason I looked up the author, the wife and I watched a really good movie “The Grand Budapest Hotel” and really liked it. In the ending credits, it mentioned that it was based on the writing of Stefan Zweig. So far, nothing I’ve read, (which admittedly isn’t much) makes me think of the movie. But the stories are not bad reading.

This morning it was super duper hard to wake up. I dreamt I was travelling somewhere using my GPS, on foot, and was somewhere between Virginia and West Virginia.There was woods, and hills and dry rivers and mud and old shopping carts tipped over all rusty. For some reason, roads were to be avoided. That’s all I know.

Have a good day!

I didn’t get a picture, but last night the wife and I saw comet Neowise.

It was pretty much a blurry ball. If you look away, like look at the edge of the frame in the binoculars instead of straight at it, you could imagine a dim tail, but if you look straight at it, blurry ball.

I’m spreading out leftover sand and gravel to fill a low spot in our yard. I’m worried about compacting it. I’m afraid the van will not be able to get traction in loose sand six inches deep. When it rains heavily, there is quite a big lake there. I’d like to put dirt over the sand/gravel (mostly sand) after spreading it. Thoughts? Recommendations?

Pleasingly, the week seems to be going quite rapidly. For the past couple of weeks, it’s been clear mornings with afternoon showers. I haven’t ridden the scooter in a long time.

Have a good day, unless you’ve made other plans.

I read a book a long time ago, can’t remember the title or author. What I remember is that it was written in the point of view of an insane person. There was a section where the main character explains in great detail why you shouldn’t date women with fancy fingernails.

There was detailed, logical reasoning, more than a page long about why, if she has fancy fingernails, you shouldn’t date her.

The book was NOT about fancy fingernails, I don’t remember what it was about. (Which is why I want to read it again.? The book was like being inside the crazy persons head. I was reading it thinking. “How can anybody even think like this to write it down?”

Do you know that book? I WILL find out. (I hope.) I’ve probably posted this post before.

I finished Hyperion. Not recommended reading by me. There’s links on yesterdays post.

Have a good day!