Lots Of Play Today

My wife’s off this week and that means I usually end up playing when I can. Tonight we played some cards with our son for about 1/2 an hour. Actually, she and he played that much before I joined in. Then a little later she and I played for 2/12 hours. This game is brand new to me and it is a little frustrating as it seems like there’s a lot of luck involved. Not that there’s no skill, but if I want a game that’s a good combination of luck and skill I prefer Texas Hold’em.

We had a good time tonight and hopefully that also means I’ll have more time to write tomorrow after I get to the weeds.

As I looked at what I’ve written so far in my hidden blog I think I’ve decided that I’m going to make the switch to the older science fiction story that I’ve had in my head. I think I’d like to write in first person and that story lends itself to that much more than my aliens taking over a swath of land story.

I don’t know if you have a bunch of stories in your head that you’d like to share or if you just have one and when that one’s finished you get another. I have several stories in my head and these two are the most prominent.

Something I’d like to point out about having a private blog. You can share it with people you feel comfortable with or share it with no one at all. If you haven’t used WordPress yet, you should give it a try. I absolutely love this back office format and right now I’m whizzing along even though I’m more tired than I’ve been in days.

There’s a nice bright light overhead because the cover is broken and a new one won’t arrive for a couple weeks. We finally figured out what the brand is from the remote control. Before we bought this house it hadn’t occurred to me that you would need a remote control for lights in your bedroom. Once we figured out that it wasn’t a certain brand that only Home Depot carries we had a little more latitude in where to go to get the replacement part.

This house has been interesting. We have a TV in the bathroom with a video player attached right next to the bathtub. The remote doesn’t seem to exist and we can’t change the channel so it’s MSNBC all the time in the bathroom. Neither one of us have ever had a television in the bathroom OR the bedroom for that matter. I just never got used to the idea of a TV anywhere other than the family room or living room. Maybe I could see having one in the kitchen if you really got into cooking a lot more. And I might.

Recently I’ve been making greek salads with cucumber, red bell pepper, olives (not greek, actually), a little organic celery (you know that nonorganic celery is the absolute worst thing to eat nonorganically, right? Remember that experiment in school where the celery sucked up the dye in a few days? Same thing happens with chemicals so you get more than a full dose!), very small (grape or cherry) tomatoes and high quality feta cheese. You can use olive oil as dressing or try different salad dressings. I’ve been using Trader Joe’s Goddess the last few times. AND, I’ve been amazed to discover that I don’t need to have meat or chicken every day.

This is especially good news if you’ve had gout like me. No meat for a day or two or three gives your body a rest from all that uric acid buildup.

OK…the tiredness is really coming on now. I just heard the dog sigh. He’s set for bed. Since we moved here my wife insisted on letting the dog sleep on a cushion in our room on the floor. I would never have suggested it and I guess I expected that we would get a dog house. It’s a little weird sometimes but mostly he makes noise sometimes at night licking himself. Not a problem if I’m asleep as I’m a sound sleeper. I don’t think he’s ever awakened my wife with those sounds either. But when I’m awake it can sometimes keep me awake and I don’t want to say anything to the dog on the chance that I’ll wake my wife who is generally a light sleeper.

So I’m laying there hearing those sounds and I know it’s got to be the dog licking himself. I try not to focus on it, but late at night when everything else is quiet my ears really pick up the sounds. How long can you do that? 10 minutes? 15 minutes? Isn’t the dog’s jaw getting tired?

My wife says he’s more like a cat which I really find unusual for a labrador mix. He really does like it when you scratch just above his tail and he will put his head down when you do it just like many cats will.

One of our cats will only let me do that with my feet. He doesn’t care if I’m barefoot or if I have shoes on or socks only. But no way does he want me to do it with my hand. Weird.

We really like our little house. OK. My wife LOVES it. There are some great things about it. A backyard, though there’s not much left after the pool. Of course, the pool is great when the water gets warm. Soon.

Some of our plants in the front yard are doing really well. We just need to get more of them so the weeds don’t have any room to grow. the neighborhood is quiet. So far it’s pretty crime free, though we heard that someone about 3/4 mile away was killed at a party 6 months ago or so.

My opinion on something like that is that it’s so bizarre that it’s not part of a regular level of crime. Apparently, some guys got drunk at a party and actually stabbed their buddy. I guess there was a big argument and who knows what it was about, but that sort of thing is so out of the ordinary that it almost can’t be figured into crime measurements in a neighborhood. I’m not trying to be funny here, but I guess I would just be careful whose parties I go to and we don’t go to many.

When I think of crime I typically think of someone breaking into a house and stealing something or maybe a mugging or someone selling drugs, but what can you do about crimes of passion?

My strategy would be to not get drunk in the first place.

I haven’t heard about anything being stolen from anyone since I’ve been here and I don’t hear about any trouble. The worst thing I think I’ve seen nearby is people dumping trash near what used to be a trash bin for a restaurant that went out of business. They finally closed one entrance on that block which makes it much harder to get in there and now I don’t see trash being dumped there.

This is just a little suburb and people seem to keep to themselves like they do in a lot of America today.

Maybe it’s time to meet the new neighbors.



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