Talk about your day thread

[wease]

Been working from home all morning. Got six interviews set up for later in the week. Just finished weedeating the back yard. Gotta pick the youngest Weaseling up from school and straight to cheer practice then I’ll head over for my massage. Will pick her up from cheer after that then will order up some sushi for dinner.

[washing machine]

Just finished weedeating the back yard.

What kind of machine do you use for this? I need to buy a new one, my little Ryobi is too weak.

[wease]

Just finished weedeating the back yard.

What kind of machine do you use for this? I need to buy a new one, my little Ryobi is too weak.

Black & Decker 40v electric

[washing machine]

Just finished weedeating the back yard.

What kind of machine do you use for this? I need to buy a new one, my little Ryobi is too weak.

Black & Decker 40v electric

Ah. Mine's the 18v ryobi electric one-hitter. I'm having trouble getting these san augustine runners from the edges. Not sure if it's my low voltage or the gauge of my trimming line. Whatever it is, it's not cutting it (har har)

[wease]

Just finished weedeating the back yard.

What kind of machine do you use for this? I need to buy a new one, my little Ryobi is too weak.

Black & Decker 40v electric

Ah. Mine's the 18v ryobi electric one-hitter. I'm having trouble getting these san augustine runners from the edges. Not sure if it's my low voltage or the gauge of my trimming line. Whatever it is, it's not cutting it (har har)

Probably both, really.

[washing machine]

Just finished weedeating the back yard.

What kind of machine do you use for this? I need to buy a new one, my little Ryobi is too weak.

Black & Decker 40v electric

Ah. Mine's the 18v ryobi electric one-hitter. I'm having trouble getting these san augustine runners from the edges. Not sure if it's my low voltage or the gauge of my trimming line. Whatever it is, it's not cutting it (har har)

Probably both, really.

[Biff Pocoroba]

There was a stabbing at my old high school today. That’s the first time anything like that ever happened there, at least that I know of.
Ironically just this weekend my sister was saying how happy she is the my niece goes to private school. But she was talking more about wokeness more so than safety.

[washing machine]

I'm spending the day at the Nissan service center getting some tune-ups done on the family vehicle. This sounds like it would be a pain in the ass, but it's been a fantastic experience so far. I'm camped out in front of a giant bay window with a laptop doing work and watching these mechanics bang out project after project. They all have different styles and processes. You can easily tell who has been doing this the longest or who is gifted with an extremely technical mind. Observing all the different types of work ethic around the garage is kind of enlightening.

A little while ago I got hungry here at the dealership and walked along the sidewalk of the feeder road to find some food. I was hoping for some mom and pop or a taco truck, but the best option on this side of the freeway here was Arby's. Trekking along the sidewalk lined with dandelions and other weeds, John Fahey on the earbuds, cars jetting above on the freeway -- just a real good scene. Don't really get much opportunity for this kind of solitude.

[spike]

Don't really get much opportunity for this kind of solitude.

that's pretty apparent.

[doug rr]

did you get the roast beef?

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

THEY'RE AAAAAALLLLLL TWIX

[bodysnatcher]

I feel like I’m going to need a tune up soon. What mileage does your vehicle have? I never know when I need to schedule one.

[doug rr]

I feel like I’m going to need a tune up soon. What mileage does your vehicle have? I never know when I need to schedule one.

a few thousand miles after the light comes on

[washing machine]

did you get the roast beef?

I'm such a health nut I went with the turkey melt

[washing machine]

I feel like I’m going to need a tune up soon. What mileage does your vehicle have? I never know when I need to schedule one.

I'm at 58k. Tires were overdue so I just went in with that and an oil change. Glad I did because they found some critical brake issues.

Ooh do a candy bar lineup for the staff

Would you believe this place has a whole bean keurig?

[washing machine]

I probably got more admin work done today for both my household and my job than I have in the last year. Feel like I'm at a WeWork space before it all fell apart.

[washing machine]

Oh, I almost forgot. At Arby's, I made a great connection with the cashier. After noticing Mello Yello on the fountain, I figured I'd ask him what he thought about it. I'd never had it before and I trusted his opinion. He did not disappoint. "Well it's kinda like Mountain Dew, but if you also put some Sprite in it. It's real yellow too."

You bet your ass I rang the bell for good service (Arby's actually has one of these) on my way out the door.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Jorge]

That's the longest run of Reid posts I've ever seen