Old Notes

It’s like we left a time capsule for ourselves. What a lovely converage of the past and present.
It’s like we left a time capsule for ourselves. What a lovely converage of the past and present.
Today, we started to prep the exterior – and also removed the AC unit which was embedded into the foam insulation. If all goes well, we’ll be looking to install two newer windows into this space.
Look at those gams. Just look at them.
“Every second shows about a million years of the planet’s evolution.”
“We do this, they do that.
They peel the larynx from one of our brothers’ throats.
We devein one of their sisters.
The quicksand pits they built were good.
Our amputation teams were better.”
Liz is a great researcher, and has a methodical process when she’s trying to figure something out. And as much as I tried to follow her summaries and descriptions, I was not able to do so today.
Suffice it to say, there’s an awful lot of testing going on. I kept up with most of it for a while, but I think at this point… I’m mostly just nodding and smiling politely.
Recently, we’ve had the good fortune to taste several very incredible bottles that folks brought to share. And prior to tonight, Liz and I were debating on bringing something of our own to share.
After having sampled so many generous drams from others, we were wanting to offer something to the “group” at large. We ended up bringing one of the bottles we got from our visit to
Bunnahabhain, when we travelled to Islay back in 2021.
An earlier 20×2 at GMan Tavern, with our start at 3PM. I wasn’t sure of the crowd, but we had a really decent showing of folks. Andrew kicking off the show (tonight’s prompt was “Did You Hear that?”). I have a preference of going early, mostly because I get nervous. And until I finish my presentation, I’ll be preoccupied. Going…
“Counting up the lines on the highway
Like I’m counting my regrets
I’m wrestling the angels
And the devils in my head
I left you without warning, no note beside the bed
I pray you can forgive me, I hope you can forget”
A very interesting bit of trivia: I happened to try out a bottle of Lochlea randomly, after seeing it on the shelf at Binny’s. I had no idea who John Campbell was, and later learned that he had been at Laphroaig for 27 years (16 years as their Distillery Manager).
Spotted this out in the wild, and it had me laughing. Liz thinks the letters are someone’s initials, but I like imagining that someone is just really into Adobe Acrobat.
I know we’re supposed to think of these Covid vaccine as an annual thing, as common and as innocuous as the annual flu shots. But there’s a part of me that still hasn’t felt like we’ve left the pandemic phase (even though I go about my life with this understanding).
We got some screams, which was fantastic. And we even got several folks who outright refused to put their hands in, and said “It’s not worth it.”
Posted here, mostly as a reminder of a shameful incident at Home Depot. We were looking for “rope lights,” something we could put outside and light up our sidewalk for Halloween.
Liz gravitated towards an LED section near the light bulbs, but I balked. Most of the things on the shelves were for cabinet/interior lighting, so I insisted we look elsewhere.
After getting a pretty gruesome example (left), I asked DALL-E to make something a bit more family friendly. And it produced the image on the right. I’m honestly not sure which image is more terrifying.