The Tigers just showed Cleveland what baseball in Detroit is all about.
I wrote 1,246 words (7 pages) in two hours today, on a story. Going downstairs to hit the speedbag for a while, and then I’m going to have a two-hour session on the novel.
My Deeply Unhip Mixed Playlist is getting me through these sessions.
A friend wondered what happened to all the creepy clowns. They were everywhere, but now they’re gone. The reason you’re not seeing creepy clowns anymore is, I ate them.
Creepy clowns make good meals. Haven’t you ever had creepy clown fried ears or creepy clown nose tacos? There’s creepy clown buttered feet and creepy clown toe nuggets. The list goes on.
I pulled Pennywise right out of the storm drain and threw him on the grill. Barbecued creepy clown is amazing, especially if you use Open Pit Original.
I have a few recipes if anyone’s interested.
I don’t always share links, but when I do it’s because something excellent is about to happen.
Earlier today, I was remembering a time when I was in eighth grade. Some rock band put on a thing for the school in the gym. They took Lee Freeland and Mr. Holmes and dressed them up like Bill and Ted. It was interesting to see Mr. Holmes, a teacher who I had thought was a walking stiff, act all mellow and cool in his role as Ted.
Guess I was remembering this, because yesterday my Shipt shopper recognized me from school. That brought forward memories from that time.
Mowed the front yard, and used my new weed whacker for the first time. It’s battery powered, but the battery lasted long enough. Shredded the weeds around the trees and flowerbeds in the front yard.
Spent the day burning branches. Got a major sunburn on the back of my neck.
That was a lot of work. The wind picked up when we were pulling the cover over. It was like holding an out-of-control hot air balloon.
Today my brother and I will help Dad fix the greenhouse. Friday’s windstorm ripped its cover off.
A lot of people who say they will stand up against Nazis are often expressing the same views that Nazis do. I wonder if they really know what a Nazi is and what it means to be a Nazi. It seems that they would carry out the same acts as Nazis, as long as they’re not calling themselves Nazis.
Turkey license ordered. Should have it in a few days. I’m cleared to hunt from May 14 to May 31.
There are only two pet food brands I trust. Orijen and Blue Wilderness.
Buddy the Cat will be nine this year. He’s huge but healthy. Luci the Dog is, I think, over fifteen and she still runs and jumps. I like to think it’s the food I feed them.