10 February 2016
It’s 8:10pm.*
A couple of days ago I installed an application program on this thing in my hand. A thing, if not of beauty, then a 4.6 inches (diagonal) thing of awesomeness.
I opened the application program and searched across the wired and wire-less networks until… I found what I was searching for.
And then, then it got a little complicated.
‘Amazon Prime Now’ could deliver a thing I want between 10pm and midnight.
To my home.
Today.
A thing I want at a price I can afford, a price which is reasonable given market forces; but yet a price I simply cannot justify before (or after) payday.
It’s a thing I’ve been waiting for all my adult life: on-demand music, movies, TV, cat litter, towels, chocolates, ski accessories, and something we already have; yes, food.
(sighs)
Got it all and yet I must still find something to complain about.
*It was.
09 February 2016
Daughter 2:
“Mummy, daddy’s good at tossing!”
My wife, deadpan:
“Yes, he’s a born tosser.”
It is of course Shrove - AKA Pancake - Tuesday.
I haven’t lost my touch.
Apart from the last, the one poured too thickly, the one I burned.
09 February 2016
Another Super Bowl (50, not ‘L’) over, the serious business of me choosing a team begins.
I was a fan of the San Francisco 49ers when they won it all a couple of times (plus the talk of a ‘threepeat’), followed the rebirth and ascendancy of the Jones’ Dallas Cowboys, and then, then… went off the boil a bit.
I still watched the games with friends, went to see the Scottish Claymores in the NFL Europe league, even participated in a peripheral manner in helping out an amateur youth team. And helped out with a fanzine.
2004 brought a trip to Ohio, to see the Wauseon high school team, the Bowling Green college team, and the Cleveland Browns play. An amazing weekend. And the Pro Football Hall of Fame.
And then bang; I got married, we had children, and my hobby time evaporated somehow.
So, which team?
Should I:
- Invent a sophisticated analytical technique to determine which now utterly crap team stands the highest likelihood of rising fastest?
- Work within the confines of my history?
- Pick the newest (and at the same time one of the oldest) franchise - the Los Angeles Rams?
Maybe I should throw all the team names into a hat. One that Ruby dog hasn’t chomped yet.
08 February 2016
I have 3 sweaters I wear at work; rotated in an unconscious pattern, washed to an irregular schedule.
Since I wore them regularly, last winter, all three have shrunk in the wash. In a drawer.
Next week, socks!
07 February 2016
Not exactly a perfect storm of events, not by any means; nevertheless, we ran out of:
- Cat litter,
- Dog food,
- Dog treats,
- Cat treats,
- Carpet urine absorber powder,
- Dog toys even vaguely resembling their initial, as-purchased, state.
It’s Ruby Dog’s first birthday on Wednesday; a visit to the pet superstore is perhaps in order.
This, though I might refer to it in the store, is not a shopping list.