Hi, friends!
What are you waiting for this summer? Is there a specific food or event or trip etc that you are looking forward to?
Patiently or impatiently?
It’s almost peach season here. Those are my favorite fruit every summer. They might start to show up at farmers markets this week but I’m not sure they’re really as ripe as they could be for another week or two.
*shakes old person fist at the heavens*
I was irrationally annoyed that searching “Peaches song lyrics” first response was a Justin Bieber song and the second was the Jack Black song from the Mario Brothers movie.
Waiting for the great managerial slaughter at work. Since the new owners took over, current management has been more irritating, annoying and bigger pains in the ass by the week. At a distance, it is fun watching a bunch of previously arrogant incompetent dumbshits running around all scared shitless that they are going to be fired (and they more than likely will.) Up close and personal, not so much because shit rolls down hill. If my director is scared then my manager is quaking and his supervisors (my direct bosses) are shitting themselves.
I am not too concerned based on seniority, but I am also not complacent as the new bosses are making “productivity” a big deal which is not good for about 1/2 the work force who seem to think that productivity is for the next shift and not themselves. Also worried if the new managers realize that around 2/3 of the big OT guys actually don’t do much on OT that they’re going to cut OT for everyone (I have my pooch screwing days too, but I usually meet my targets even when I’m hurting which is why I’m grateful for days off.)
I am trying to stay out of the firing line, but sometimes I get shot (like last week.)
Tom Petty is correct. The waiting is the hardest part.
Have patience, Brighter. Soon enough you’ll be Reunited with your Peaches. And let’s all marvel at Peaches’s church fan in this video.
Also, I’ve seen photos of my parents-in-law from about 1978. BH’s Dad actually looked a little bit like Herb, but older. He had a mustache and a tame afro. His mother, however, did not go in for beading and braiding. Oh no, she had wigs. Very conservative ones. Myself, I would have gone the Angela Davis route. Fabulous.
The first peaches from last weekend’s farmers market were great. Cherry tomatoes are starting to show up, but I’m a bit skeptical about them. I got morels a few weeks ago, and they were great, but they already seem to be done.
One of my cherry tomato varieties is starting to ripen (chocolate sprinkles) but the other one is still green (I think it’s a yellow pear cherry tomato).
Side note – that chocolate sprinkles variety is an heirloom that is on year 3 of self-seeding from some rando tomatoes I forget to pick. It is not a heavy producer like a Sweet 100 variety, but it’s consistent and tasty. Also bonus points because every year I’m like oh shit yeah it came back, thanks for saving me $4 at the plant store!
Also I’m waiting for my new bed! (As mentioned yesterday.)
Turns out it will be a month later than expected!
Sleeping on the floor builds character.
Haha, no. I still have the old one.
A whole fucking month???
You’re going to have to clean your house again for the delivery.
Aw shit.
Or not, they don’t care. All our appliances are warrantied up to the max so we often have people in to look at them, because why not, it’s free. Well, we pay the annual warranties. I get chatting with these people, of course I do, and offer them snacks and beverages, and ask about their visits to perfect strangers’ apartments.
Every single one of them: “Your apartment is amazing. You should see some of the shitholes I go into. But whatever, I’m there to look at a fridge, not do a home rehab.”
It’s true they don’t care. However, I have the same OCD cleaning as my mom when strangers come by. It could be an Asian thing, but I know my sisters don’t care.
Also friendly reminder to be extra careful around idiots with fireworks.
2 houses in the idiot republican county next to St Louis had major fires last night from fireworks. Fireworks are legal in that county. I mean idiots still shoot off fireworks in St Louis city and county despite it being illegal here, so I know legal or not doesn’t determine whether or not it will happen.
However, the county next door is one of the ones where idiots spend thousands of dollars trying to outdo their neighbors’ displays.
One of the houses that had a fire? It was another person fucking around overnight who caused their house to catch fire and the husband/dad died from it. I don’t think there’s going to be a way to figure out who caused it, either.
Some bonehead in Michigan killed someone and wounded 9 with fireworks.
Some idiot in Cali took a hot one in the face after a commercial grade firework failed to light off and moron took a look down the tube only to have it light off.
This person shouldn’t be around anything like a gun.
Reminds me of the time as a teen, we were making and blowing up Molotov cocktails in a rock quarry. I think this was after we saw Red Dawn /eye roll/ and decided it would be cool to burn some Sovs with gasoline bombs.
We poured about 1/2 a litre of gas into a Coke Bottle (when they were made of glass) and lit the rag as we hid behind a wall of stones. It blew up real good, but one of my friend noticed that there was still some liquid at the bottom of the bottle, went over to the remains and bent over to take a good look.
No one realized that the remaining fuel was still burning. He burned off his curly eyebrows and eyelashes (not being totally insecure, he did have the kind of eyebrows female supermodels would kill for) and half the hair on his head/face. He didn’t realize it until he rubbed his face and it turned black from the charred hair.
We laughed because he looked a lot like Charlie Brown. His mom freaked out when he went home and thus ended the Ontario Chapter of the Wolverines. It took him almost a year to grow back his eyelashes/eye brows and having to hear someone sing “Charlie Brown, what a clown! Why is everyone always picking on me?”
I sometimes wonder how we survived being teenagers.
The Michigan one – they’re saying it wasn’t a consumer grade firework. So some idiot doctored a bomb basically thinking it would be cool.
Tim the idiot Tool Man Taylor (Tim “Law And Order Now Coke Dealer then” Allen) principle… more power.
4pm tomorow……unless i clock out sooner
no work for 2 weeks after that…no plans to do anything with it either
but maybe that will reset whatever the fuck is going wrong with my body clock that keeps waking me up around 3 am thinking i need to go to work…
you know… considering i go to bed around midnight and get up at 5…it would be nice to actually sleep that stretch in one go…
theres sleep deprivation and theres whatever the fuck i currently have which is starting to aproach torture levels….
me no brain so good no more
The really fresh corn on the cob. Haven’t seen it yet here.