I’m doing some deep cleaning today. I cleaned off this coffee table. But then I thought, “Do I really need this table anymore?” It had been against the wall for a couple years now, since I got a much bigger coffee table (you can see it in my latest beer picture.) Pretty much all the old table was good for was storing board games and taking up space.
I decided to put the board games somewhere else and get the table out of here. So, now it sits on the curb. It’s a beautiful table, but there are some cracks and scratches on it. Also one of the doors on the side is missing.
Maybe someone passing through the neighborhood will want it. If not, Rick Rhein will eat it on Wednesday.
Discussing politics is dangerous. There’s two different ideas that I’m struggling with. One is “If you keep quiet about political issues, then you’re part of the problem.” The other is, “Don’t talk politics if you don’t want your friends to feel alienated.”
There are a number of political arguments that I wish I hadn’t had. They got very heated and bridges were burned. I don’t like losing friends, no matter how different our politics are.
Sometimes I think the smartest friends I have are the ones who race cars. They say nothing about politics. I’m sure they have political leanings, but I don’t know what they are. All they talk about is their race cars.
My dad brought me the Chicken & Bacon Ranch Melt from Subway. I usually prefer beef over chicken, but I discovered about two or three sandwiches ago that the Chicken & Bacon is the most fattening sandwich you can get from Subway, calorie-wise, and therefore the most fulfilling. When I’m real hungry, I go for the Chicken & Bacon.
I’m thinking that maybe Brits overuse the word “lovely”, but this is still a nice story.
I’m sitting in my office looking from one of Aunt Mirl’s paintings to the other. On my left is a long road parting a forest. The road continues into a bright light that might be sunset or sunrise. On my right is a cabin surrounded by snow. The sky is gray and I know it is a cold day. But the yellow light in the window tells me a fire is going in the fireplace and maybe there’s a pot of soup hanging from the spit.
The Tigers are in third place. There’s not enough games left in the season for them to get ahead of the Indians, but they could steal second place from the Twins.
Meanwhile, in Houston, Justin Verlander’s team is in first place.
Shipt.com was selling pork chops for $1.79 a pound, and I bought 15 pounds. Totally worth it. I ain’t a master chef or nothin’, but I really like how my pork chops come out. My brother’s supposed to come over tomorrow and I’m going to make pork chops.