Li’l NatCH’s second Murica Day. It helps to have friends who give you hand-me-downs, because I’d never willingly buy this outfit.
Happy 4th! We are going blueberry picking today since it's the last day of the season at the local farm. I picked 16lbs on Thursday after the 10lbs the week before got demolished, but still need to get a bit more. I will freeze them so we can eat them at breakfast all year. Later today we have a BBQ at the neighbors house. I made pasta salad to bring. What are your plans, fellow idiots? Happy Friday! Be good today and don't lose a hand doing something dumb.
I’m trying to un fuck my driveway. I hate it. Interlocking brick, that grows weeds every fucking year. The latest versions of polymeric sand are shit and don’t last more than 2 years. I hate this kind of maintenance. There’s other shit i’d rather be doing. Looking to replace it with stamped/tinted concrete soon. Until then I spray it with illegal herbicides and burn it with fire. Hate it.
It just blasts. Twice now I've spent a weekend sandblasting everything out between and then resanding/compacting with the polymeric sand (it's the stuff that is supposed to solidify when wetted down, creating almost a silicone grout between the bricks). It keeps the weeds out for about 2 years, but the ants love it, and it's a PITA to get rid of and replace.
The original polymeric sand from about 15 years ago was great... lasted about 10 years or so, and then they saved the environment and cured cancer, and it now sucks.
That is with everything. Road line paint? lasts half the time as the old stuff. Brake Clean? Basically useless now and smells horrible. So better for the environment, worse for us. There is so much products that have gone this way.
Yeah... I end up buying herbicides from farmers in Manitoba and having them shipped to me here in Ontario, where they're illegal. Most notably the industrial Roundup and Par 3. They work... but I just hate the constant maintenance routine.
Astronomers spot an interstellar object zipping through our solar system Who had the plot of ID4 on their apocalypse bingo card?
My kid's 9th. We just left home searching for fireworks that the Seatow captain told us about when he towed us home after our jetski ate a piston. We just made it home. The fireworks show was nothing, compared to what will be shot into the sky here, on Saturday.
We got a funny video of my kid shooting a Roman candle off and my neighbor yelling at her husband for that. I didn't grow up using any kind of fireworks/sparklers/etc so it's all new to me. I can see the appeal of a Roman candle. It's like a wand. Pew Pew pew!
We had a gig last night which, in hindsight, I’d have preferred to stay home. It was a good crowd, surprisingly, but I had to drive through a nearby tourist town on the lake which made it a nightmare to get to and from. It’s also becoming more apparent that ‘ol Walt’s days of doing this are beginning to wane. Three hours of playing balls out hurts more each passing year. I just don’t know when yet.
Why the fuck are people so weird? My kid had some friends stay here last night, and their dad stayed in the guest room. I don't really like their dad. He's not a bad person, as far as I know, just annoying and full of shit. Some neighbors came over and we all drank quite a bit after the fireworks show. Everyone except this guy goes home and I go pass out. I woke up at around 4am, and I hear noises in the kitchen. I went to see what was happening and this douchebag is standing in front of my stove, eating leftovers, NAKED as can be. He hears me and takes off running to the guest room. He comes back out wrapped in the sheet off the bed and says he can't find his clothes. I had to loan him clothes to wear.
Lolololololol wut? I think I've reached the point where I'm not sure if I enjoy hosting parties that get out of hand anymore. Had some friends over last night and of course there is the usual dishes and food to clean up but its the small things that bug me. For instance, doing dishes this morning and at the bottom of the sink under the pile of pans and plates is my favorite chefs knife. God damn it. There's more but I'm on my phone and hate typing on it but you get the drift
So many questions. Was this completely out of the blue? Did he seem otherwise normal before this? And running away for the toga was a bitch move. Should have stayed, exerted dominance.