Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Rabbit trail

I might be all over the board on this one, so for Tricia, I am just giving it the title... you've had fair warning.  So its been a few days and many of you are wondering if the phlegmatic side took over.  Nope, didn't really.  Didn't really think of anything to write over the weekend, and it was a lazy weekend, so I didn't want to write "went on facebook again..."  Plus sunday we had company.  Monday I was installing a kitchen appliance and tuesday is Marketplace, so busy then.  Tonight, I'm getting caught up.

Monday - We've had a leaky garbage disposer, so I went to home depot and picked one up.  Home depot is fun, except when on a budget.  Not to mention a timeline... didn't really even get to window shop.  HD is the only store where I window shop... well maybe the audio visual section of any other store.  TJ came along...

RT (rabbit trail)

Amy just came over and asked what I am blogging about and if its about nothing.  Then she asked if I'm Seinfeld, a show about nothing.  I think I'm going to be physically ill.  Never compare me to Seinfeld or I may puke on your shoes, no matter how cute they are.

Back on track (how am I doin Tricia?)

... and we got caught up, so that was cool.  I had to visit him later for electrical tape.  I think I might have to rearrange my garage, because I know I have electrical tape.  How could a guy not have electrical tape?  I couldn't find it though.  And yes, electrical tape is enough for me to rearrange my garage.  Cause if I can't find it its not in an accessible space, so I have to make one which means I might have to move something else.  Vicious cycle.  Anyway, not too too long later, and almost had to redo our piping under the sink, we had a new insinkerator that is 1/4 horse bigger than our last and 5 times quieter.  I wish the tv would break next.  You know a forty something inch HD flat screen is an acceptable replacement for our 32" analog.  Personally, I think that the fact Fox must film in wide screen is enough to call my tv broken.  I mean, the football scores are cut in half, so I only see one team's score.... BROKEN!

Anyway, I could post pictures of the disposer replacement, but I didn't want to add 2 more hours and well we rarely take pictures.

I'm thinking about changing the name of this blog.  I'm not coming up with any deep wonderments from the commode (or other places) at least that I remember.  Its just a bunch of randomness, minus deepness and the title makes me think of stuff that deal with physical toilets.  Like the fact that in bootcamp there were 15 stalls and not one of them had a door.  Needless the money stall was at the end of the line.   Especially, if you have next-stall-itus phobia.  Or the best prank ever of stealing all the toilet paper at the camp I went to as a kid.  I'll have to tell that one.  Good stuff.  So back to what I was getting at... I need to replace "toilet" with another letter that starts with a "t" and am not coming up with anything.  It has to start with a "t" and if you haven't figured out why yet, I'll let you chew on it for a while.  Anyway, if you have a good suggestion throw in a comment, and I'll see if I can figure out how to change the name.... can you change the name?

I'm outta here, need to think about making a list of stuff to do so I don't forget (knucklehead, I know).

Enjoy your day!

Oh, forgot tuesday... went to MM, it was good as always!

4 comments:

  1. Tumultuous
    Thoughtless
    Tedious
    Tiny
    Taboo
    Tactless
    Treasured (lest you think I'm getting negative on ya)
    Tall Tales

    and yes, you can change your name. But I like your title... stick with it you melancholy you. You go two days without a grand thought and you're getting depressed about your blog. You make me giggle!

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  2. Thank you for the "RT". Much appreciated. If you find yourself in shortage of things to blog about I think you should write stuff about times before we knew you i.e. your childhood of teenage years (pg version!) And the title of your blog spells your name,of course, however I have no suggestions. Keep up the good work!

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  3. Leave the name.... It is perfect!
    Some of life's most profound moments of thought come in the bathroom. It's the only place folks sit still and "meditate".

    Ps. Garylee used to call it the gospel of the John.
    I like your RT

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  4. Scattered Collection of TESTOSTERONE Thoughts?.... or you could insert the work Testicle instead? It does start with a T.

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