January 22, 2015
Is this still on? |
I never touched my caulk. I know, I should have been all over it. Tamara was out all day so I would have had the privacy I like while I'm caulking. It's not even the caulking part I don't like, it's the cleaning the old caulk out of the crack. I bought a tool kit for removing caulk and I am definitely going to do it today. I've milked this caulk thing enough. Time to stop jerking off and get down to the business of caulking! I am Caulk Master. "I've come to fill your crack!"
Writing the blog in the early morning is becoming a habit. Early morning is becoming a habit! That's what old people do. I remember when I was 14, I was up at Brian Green's farm in the Wasaga Beach area. It was about 4:30 a.m. when I looked out the bathroom window and saw Jimmy's Granddad shaking the rooster! That was funny because that's what I was doing in the bathroom. No, please, hold your applause till the end.
Kevin and Audrey's |
Moving on. We were as usual, running late. We were supposed to be at Kevin's at 1:00. We made it there at 1:30. He's a nice man and he had tea and biscuits ready. We had just missed his wife Audrey, she does exercise class at this time three days a week. There were only a couple of pieces of mail and we spent an hour catching up. We had left the Rat dogs in the car, planning our first visit to the dog beach this year. We took the back way up through UBC stopping at a Blenz so I could get a coffee. It seems there 's a lot of properties for sale out there including some huge estates with amazing views.
The dog beach was a swamp. Not the beach, the grass leading over to the beach.
Dog Beach Swamp |
There is a cinder path that runs along the waters edge but no path across the lawn to get to it. I hadn't gone twenty feet when I got my first of many soakers!
Wet feet |
It was another day of wet air. The clouds were so low on the North Shore mountains you couldn't even see them.
Where did the mountains go? |
Elvis is part sponge. On his mothers side I think. This five pound dog weighed about ten when I started squeezing the water out of him.
A cool looking log |
Once they were cleaned up we were on our way to Tentatsu for a very late lunch. I had eaten breakfast, hard boiled eggs and avocado, but the lovely Lisa had only eaten a yogurt and two biscuits at Kevin's. She's so bad like that, often eating only once a day. Maybe that's why she turned the wrong way. Not to worry, Lisa Andretti always knows a short cut. Our destination was north and east of our present location on 4th Ave. So when Lisa Andretti saw the Police lights three blocks ahead, she turned south and west to avoid them. Onto a dead end street, then with her catlike reflexes she swung us into the alley so we could sit behind a garbage truck for a while.
We made our way up to Broadway where we got to stop at every light and behind every body who was turning left. Lisa Andretti like the left lane. It's the passing lane! Only not on Broadway at 4:00 in the afternoon. The only thing passing was time!
We turned left on Cambie then meandered through China Town and over to the Down Town East Side where we weaved in and out of the pedestrians who wander out into the street at random moments.
We finally arrived at Tentatsu. It was now after 4:00 and I had chicken left out for dinner at home. It will hold another day. We ordered off the lunch menu .
More food than we could eat for less than $20. Mama Lee and her friend could eat here for a whole week! Sorry still pissed!
We got home full of Japanese food and not the least bit interested in dinner. The lovely Lisa went on line looking for desert recipes for 120 people and I went down to do my workout.
I recorded one set so you can see exactly what I do. The stills don't really show it. It's not pretty!
http://youtu.be/kptKs4T2tVk
That's what I do combined with 200 One Stair Steps, riding the Iron Maiden and walking the lake it seems to be working. As long as I stay away from the carbohydrates. My friend Sandie pointed out that not only do I put on weight when I eat carbs, I also lose my sunny disposition. I realised she was right. I feel slower and definitely have a shorter temper when I don't eat properly. I put it down to being pissed about putting on a couple of pounds. Now I'm thinking it's a physical reaction to the carbs. More subtle than when I tossed my cookies after my pizza binge but still???
I was sitting around naked under my bathrobe, drinking No Joe and thinking about caulk when the lovely Lisa announced she was going to bed. I got into the shower twenty minutes later and was asleep in my chair before 11:00
That's all I've got
Till Next time
Peace out Y'all
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