So I gave my daughters a ride to the purse & earring shop they work at this morning. Just a couple of people waiting there. None of the other stores in the area (mostly women’s fashion) had anybody standing outside the doors except the Christian bookstore, which had about 50-60 people standing outside the door. It just struck me as odd.

So I gave my daughters a ride to the purse & earring shop they work at this morning. Just a couple of people waiting there. None of the other stores in the area (mostly women’s fashion) had anybody standing outside the doors except the Christian bookstore, which had about 50-60 people standing outside the door. It just struck me as odd.

Also, this morning, while trying to rinse off the turkey, I dumped the brine all over myself and the floor. It was shockingly cold, and wet, and my pants and our kitchen were a salmonella swampfast until the laundry got done and the disinfectant came out. Not. A pain. In the least.

I might have screamed like a girl. Might have. Just saying.

I am thankful for Spazmo, for each one of my cats, for any friends who put up with me, for Dimmer opening links in my absence as often as he is able, for having a job during tough times, for this beautiful weather we’re having, for the friends that are coming over for dinner tonight, and for being so lucky in life, b/c I do feel lucky, all in all.

Happy Thanksgiving everybody.

Happy Thanksgiving to all. Besides of all the things that I am thankful for (family, friends, home, food, the internet, etc.) I am thankful that today the temps will be pushing 60, and there is no snow to shovel.

Closing Time

that cartoon made me feel like I’ve spent a hot afternoon drinking sugary cocktails.

By that decidedly clumsy sentence I mean ... both shows being in the comedy of manners genre… collegial hijinks ... that sort of thing…

Anyone who enjoys comedy about petty lawbreakers, drunks, vulgarity and bare-chested fat guys offering blow-jobs for $10 (Canadian) should check out “The Trailerpark Boys” (on Netflix, probably elsewhere).

Ah Sunnyvale. Glad you are enjoying it.  Pretty sure Goatboy posted about watching TTB a way back.  It’s crude simplicity was rather innovative when you look at when it came out and what has followed since.  Not in production style but rather in terms of situational comedy, it reminds me a bit (in a rather obtuse way) of The Young Ones (a personal fav growing up).

I hope that Kaiser money shows up in a timely fashion. There’s right, and then there’s right. Assholes need to pay what’s owed.

Holy shit that sounds amazing!!! I’m making shrimp and crab gumbo, seasoned with whatever BP thinks should be in my gumbo pot. Our lovely daughter is hosting, and her father in law will be there. Last time I saw him he dropped the “N” bomb. I’m considering taking him aside and gently telling him that my father was black, so I’m a little sensitive to that word. My father wasn’t black, and I don’t look like the daughter of a black person, I would just enjoy seeing his beady little Mississippi eyes go a little buggy.

Sorry I’ve not been here. Dimmer is solely responsible for keeping fat jerry alive, and deserves all credit. Me, I work a lot, and my job is an hour a way, and by the time I get home, I am just a whimpering ball of mess, and then I just sink into a puddle and watch tv until i pass out. 

Anybody have any thanksgiving plans? I’m busy today making the gorgonzola and walnut ice cream that will go with the apple pie.

That’s cause you’re from the UK, right?

But that’s not why I liked you.

The legal case seems to suck. Everywhere. (I’ll change my tune after Kaiser pays me $,$$$,$$$ for breaking my back.)

It’s been such a nerve-wracking week. We had to get up at 4 yesterday morning and drive to a town 3 hours away (this was after a supper of something called “Tandoori Taco”, so you know early morning travelling was tricky) to watch an appeal being filed for a beloved family member. He’s been in the federal system for a little over a year on some re-fucking-dickulous GW Bush administration charges. It is insanely easy to cross a line where your life is totally fucked before you even know something has gone wrong. The more you try to make stuff right, the more a prosecutor can make your actions look like you knew you were doing wrong. Here’s one of the prosecutor’s lines: If they didn’t know they were in violation of the law, why on earth did they have a team of attorneys on the payroll? As it turns out, none of the jurors had a team of attorneys on their payroll, so yeah. Guilty. No comprehension that there might be federal regulations that require a lawyer’s interpretation of federal regulations which just got changed.
Anyway, fingers crossed, the lawyers think the presentation went well, so here’s hoping.

That’s cause you’re from the UK, right?

I love those days when the wet leaves look like rats running across the street and you can’t see the tops of the buildings.

Liked!

There is nothing quite as quaint as that feeling of mildew.

the correct answer is a). Dinggdingdinnngggnnngggadddingh!
You sir have just won yourself a toaster oven and a trip to exiting Alcapulco via Eastern Airlines!!! Herb Alpert trumpet fanfare

You caught me feeling all sorry. Mildew best described my mood.

We finally got a little rain, which I love because I am mildew, but it’s still really warm.

Consider:

a) balderdash self-identifies as a form of fungi (NTTAWWT);

b) balderdash is a highly evolved sentient form of fungi capable of complex thought, eloquent and artful expression and communication;

c) there is a word missing in that sentence.

We finally got a little rain, which I love because I am mildew, but it’s still really warm. I love those days when the wet leaves look like rats running across the street and you can’t see the tops of the buildings. It makes me feel like I’ve gone somewhere interesting.

We are absolutely dry here. Our rainfall for the last 2 months has been next to nil. We have had a few cloudy days, and the past few days have been cool, but otherwise it has been a splendid fall.

Sounds winter wonderful GS. Meanwhile, back here in northern ca, we are still having freaking sunny days and next to no rain…

By the way, I start vacation on Sunday, but a winter storm is possibly on tap for Saturday.

Been so darn busy lately that I had almost 200 emails and over 250 FB alerts when I finally got a chance to log in to my accounts (but I check the Fat Jerry everyday, even if I don’t always contribute). Looking forward to a week’s vacation starting Sunday.

I have a lot of appt’s today so I can’t go looking for links: please feel free to use the “Submit” item in the (what the heck do you call that? It’s not a menu, it’s not an “option”, ah !@#$ it) header.

The “softball” that smacked me in the head back in school was neither weak nor sensitive. Nor soft.

I’ve never had any head pain related to vaginas, although I’ve seen some cunning stunts.

I’ve seen this before. pretty great!
Right now my cat is trying to make babies with my shoes, so there’s that.

Anyone who enjoys comedy about petty lawbreakers, drunks, vulgarity and bare-chested fat guys offering blow-jobs for $10 (Canadian) should check out “The Trailerpark Boys” (on Netflix, probably elsewhere).

We’re still in a “Confused” state, weatherwise: somedays warm and sunny, somedays overcast and rainy. Temperatures are down some though, which is kinda good.

So, by mid to late November we should be starting to see some Autumn. Freaky.

Almost all of our color is gone, as are most of the leaves. Temps are 5-10 degrees above normal. Our overnights are are only dropping down to the mid 30s and our daytime highs are getting into the upper 40s. I miss summer already.

I do love the festive autumn colors in my yard this year. We’ve had a record breaking dry year, and the deciduous trees are really putting on a show.

countdown till the AV guy at my building starts playing Kenny G’s Christmas music in the atrium all day long. Christ eating a cracker I hate that shit. I’d rather hear a car alarm.

I say AMEN, Brother Gloveshot.

If I were a turkey, I’d be miffed at being so overlooked.

This past weekend, while delivering hot, cheesy goodness to people, I noticed a number of customers either were in the process of decorating/admiring their Christmas trees. The grocery stores have candy canes, holiday fruit bowls, and assorted tree ornaments on display. I do detest me some commercialism.

Daylight savings time is gone for the year. It is a dark day for this area (very cloudy).

Vidalia onions. Wonderful things roasted.

I’m not a fan of memoirs generally but James Wolcott’s Lucking Out: My Life Getting Down and Semi-Dirty in Seventies New York is a good read if you’re interested in the subject matter.

Fat Jerry’s asshole is jealous.

There has been too much shit coming out of his mouth lately.

under the impression it is AUTUMN, not winter.

A Polar Bear should have had no trouble with such a situation.

By the way, my youngest was just an infant when this one happened.

I spent the weekend in rural Connecticut, under the impression it is AUTUMN, not winter.

What the fuck is going on?

I’ve been growing my hair and beard; and the roses outside are going off the bloom, so I was thinking of dressing up in sack cloth, the wife’s sandals, and just going around knocking on people’s doors to freak them the fuck out.

(I had a similar look in college at one point, but didn’t know it until Jamie (who you remember from a long story long ago right?) pointed it out. I told him if he knelt before me and opened his mouth I’d be glad to show him the “Second Coming”.

Does anybody have any great plans for the Halloween weekend?

50mcg/hour of Fentanyl to zero in four weeks. Great going on getting off the drug but my fucking back still fucking hurts like hell because nothing else has been done about it.

Oh, and no “de-tox” drug, because that would have messed with my useless fucking Zoloft…

I love life.

I don’t take Loritab. I do have a friend who is an oxycot-head in a recovery program. Lortab was one of the drugs that was used to detox him. It took a couple of months more to ween him off the new shit, but he has been clean about 5 years.

Loritab? I didn’t know it could prolong life, just make it feel longer. I’ve never known anyone to do well with the stuff. Sorry. Didn’t mean to judge.

Pills prescribed for you: usually good, or better than the alternative.