Wednesday, July 02, 2014

Another One o' Those Days...

... which would be the sort o' day where we say "I got nuthin'."  Shoebox can't even come to my rescue today, mainly coz I'd look pretty gay (not that there's anything wrong with THAT) if I posted this.  I thought, ever so briefly, about posting yet another Hillary 'toon but decided not to do so coz I don't want to be part of the problem... said problem bein' Hillary Overload.  I'm already sick of the woman.

I was awakened at oh-dark-thirty this morning by the crash of thunder and lightning... and it was LOUD... as a T-storm moved through the area.  That was at 0518 hrs (I looked at my phone).  I'm tempted to say this sorta thing would really piss me off if I was still working but I can't really say that, mainly coz I would have been on BART at 0518 hrs heading into The City when I was at my last gig.  There's also the fact that once my eyes pop open, for whatever reason, I can't close them again.  I did just that this morning, however, and stayed abed until 1030 hrs.  That's pretty rare.




Related:  It's been raining off and on all morning, which is another rarity but a blessed one.  The temps are in the low 60s which is also a rarity for this time o' year.  We'll take both conditions and LOVE 'em.

In other news... My coffee consumption has been cut by more than half since I bought that Keurig machine.  These days I'll drink two cups... three, at the most... and be done with it.  I used to brew a 10-cup pot BK (that would be "Before Keurig") and drink the whole damned thing.  Not any longer, and I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing... it just is.  

But there's one bad thing about that machine... this:



That's the portion of my pantry where I store the coffee and you'll note there are four one-pound bags of coffee lurking in there.  I restocked the coffee supply about two days before the old pot went belly-up and now there's all this coffee I don't use.  Don't tell me to buy one of o' those do-it-yourself refillable K-cups, coz that's what that lil red thing is in front of the yellow bag on the right.  I've used that thing exactly twice, mainly coz it's a right royal PITA to fill, especially for that second cup.

I know, I know... First World Problems.  We haz 'em.

20 comments:

  1. OK. I won't tell you that you should use the red thingy. But, I suggest you use the red thingy.

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  2. I'd tell you to send us the coffee, but the postage would be obscene. Speaking of gay, I had something happen today that never before happened to me. I was having my oil changed and sitting in the waiting room. I got into a conversation with another fellow there. He mentioned being new to the area. I asked where he came from. He said San Francisco. I asked if he was moving here for business. He said, "Yes. My HUSBAND is the new librarian at such-and-such college." Being the live and let live sort that I am, I did not betray any shock, but it was certainly novel.

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    1. You did better than I prolly would have under those same circumstances, Jim. I can still recall the first time I saw two guys holding hands walking down the street (and worse) when I was in SFO. I was simply gobsmacked.

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    2. "Being the live and let live sort that I am. . ."

      I hear ya. . . I was at the (hetero) wedding of a friend's kid a month or so ago, and there was a gay couple next to us on the dance floor. As you say. . . novel. . .

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  3. Le bidule rouge02 July, 2014 15:53

    Come on now, if you can trim your mustache, you can fill the red thingamajig! :-)

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    1. Who trims their mustache? Pas moi!

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  4. I was almost ready to throw that Hillary one up at my place to see what stuck to it.
    Thank Heaven the Marines bailed me out.
    But, yeah, overload ...and she says she hasn't decided.
    Bull feathers!

    I'm pretty sure if I was single, I'd probably go that K-cup rout... I mean the prefilled ones, not the refillable.

    We made it into trip digits again today.
    Humidity is 22%.

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    1. Thank Heaven the Marines bailed me out.

      It's strange to hear a sailor say that. :-)

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  5. You too, Buck? I'm the same way, once my eyes are open I'm UP!--even tho I might feel damn tired. I was always that way even when I came home drunk at 4am--I'd be wide awake at 0600--but feeling terrible.--and for the rest of the day..

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  6. Up until I found myself a CHENG I had one chance to sleep and if anything woke me I could not fall asleep again. After the first couple of weeks underway as CHENG it was dead easy to fall asleep again after getting woken up. Yeah, I had to wash the blanket a little more often to get rid of the smoke and ash residue...

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    1. I've never been in those circumstances, Curt. I'm thinkin' I should thank my lucky stars.

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    2. Ooh... that's gotta go on the acronym list...
      'Cause when ya Gurgle CHENG it takes you to concrete counter tops, not chief engineers.
      ROFL

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  7. I was sick o' Hillie in 1993; if it wasn't on Jan 20th, it wasn't too many months after that. . .

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    1. You make a damned good point, Craig.

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  8. I've been sick of Hillary since the first time she appeared on a TV...just can't stand the woman. Shrill harpie. And like others have suggested - use the red thingy.

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    1. Hillary is indeed a harpy. You guys just don't UNDERSTAND what a PITA that red thingie is. (sigh)

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  9. I'll take the two yellow bags if you want to get rid of them!

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    1. I broke down and used the red thingie for my first cup today, so I'll work my way through the back log.

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Just be polite... that's all I ask.