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bunch of minor things, grouped together with value judgments: [Jun. 8th, 2004|02:16 am]
Just me.
good things:

1) I saw the Billy Nayer Show tonight! whee! only about 30 people in the audience- why does Seattle not recognize the genius of Cory? Also got their DVD of early films (which I already have on VHS) that has a bunch of "bootleg" live footage( which I have not seen). As I have been a fan of this band (that only like 6 of my friends have even heard of) for 10 years now, and I wept when they left San Francisco (okay not really, but I could have), and they rarely tour, seeing them was a happy thing.
2) I'm seeing the Thinking Fellers in Portland this weekend, who also lately rarely tour.
3) I got a big bunch of yardwork done this weekend, like the responsible homo-wner I am. I have a lilac tree now. yay.

bad things:
1) I arrived late to the show and missed about 1/2 of it.
2) As I bought the DVD from Bachelor Bob Bachelor, I knelt in gum whilst weearing my favorite pair of jeans. yuck. luckily it appears to be responding to the goo-gone.
3) I came home after work (but before the show) to find Elzar had eaten a pair of my slippers and peed on the floor. As I was gone 9-10 hours today, I can't blame him too much for the latter (I have no idea how long a housebroken dog can hold out), but the slippers portends an infinite universe of Stuff He Might Chew If In Reach.
4) Mr. Belonging-to-Wilson almost burned down their house Sunday by (I kid you not) building a fire in the fireplace and then getting confused and instead of lighting the fire, lighting the stockpile of toilet paper in a nearby cupboard. I heard the smoke detector go off and assumed he'd forgotten to open the flue (I do this myself more often than not), and then shortly smelled the odor of charred and wet paper wafting up the nearby chimney. Later in the day, he asked me if I knew how to fix his lawnmower (which he asked me 2 weeks ago as well) and then if I knew a good local repair shop for the lawnmower (considering he's lived in the neighborhood about 48 years to my 1.1, I find this a baffling question; if he doesn't know, why would I?)

Things of indeterminate goodness or badness:

1) dog now unafraid of basement stairs and followed me down there as I went to get laundry
2) offer to win fabulous soup prizes again thwarted by schedule conflicts.
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[User Picture]From: lara7
2004-06-08 12:20 pm (UTC)

elderly? try ancient...

yes, he's elderly. they've lived in that house since sometime in the 1940's. His wife is much sharper and I wonder how long she can leave him unsupervised with lawnmowers and fireplaces andthe like. I mean, she HAS to know he's losing it if -I- know, right? Unless she's in denial...
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[User Picture]From: vantastic
2004-06-10 12:03 am (UTC)
Some people crate train their dogs for reasons such as yours. Or at the least, you can restrict him to a certain room when you're not home with baby gates. We used to restrict our dogs to the kitchen (floors were washable) and kept it dog proof.

Belonging-to-Wilson would scare the hell out of me as a homo-wner living next door. Scary!
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