Gimme A W!!!!!

It's Wednesday and we all know what that means! It's time for The Wednesday Night Bullet Post! Let's have at it!

*It is 7:00 as I write this and, right on cue, my stupid downstairs neighbor has fired up his stereo. It's not so much that it's loud. It's that Mr. Handyman has installed surround sound with speakers mounted on the walls. I know this even though I've never once been in his living room. When you can feel the bass through the soles of your feet for three hours each night, you just get a sense for the downstairs decor.

*I managed to successfully tink back the Invisibility Shawl to the last place where All Was Well. I even managed to knock out a couple of rows after that without a problem. With five minutes to go before my self-imposed bedtime, I decided to try one more row. I was off by one stitch.

*It turns out that I know more swear words than I thought.

*I was awakened this morning at 3:00 by the return of The Cough From Heck. This, I am sincerely hoping, could be heard in the downstairs apartment. I hope this fervently and have no shame whatsoever over this petty desire. I was ungodly tired today, though. It looks like we will be taking the super-strength cough medicine again tonight. On the plus side, the narcotics make me far more tolerant of my neighbor's taste in music.

*According to my site meter stats, I had in excess of 200 hits on my blog yesterday. Well in excess...this is unusual. An investigation was conducted.

*All the extra company yesterday seems to be comprised of people who were stopping by to see who infected poor Rabbitch with the Fall Cold over the internets. And why I am so stinky... If you get a minute, go on over and give the poor girl some of the internet sympathy. You guys are really, really good at that. Better than chicken soup, I tellya! Feel better soon, Rabbitch. And, um...sorry about any possible contagions. I should stop licking my keyboard.

*I'll work on that tomorrow. Tonight, I spilled pizza sauce on the q,a,z and x.

*I solved the shawl problem this afternoon. After much debate, I looked around for potential witnesses, drew the shades then quickly knit two together in the border. It's like it never happened. And it didn't...I expect everyone to stand by me on this. I'd do it for you. I'll let you make fun of me for licking the keyboard if you want.

*I spent twenty minutes this afternoon trying to explain to my Cheerful Young Teaching Assistant what a popcorn popper is. She isn't stupid or anything. She is just comes from an era where popcorn is produced in a microwave or perhaps an air popper if mom has one in the attic. I was attempting to explain how corn was popped "in the before time."

*I am old. If there was ever any question about that, my knowledge of the history of corn popping confirms this beyond any doubt. I once owned a popper with the plate that gets hot and was covered with a domed lid that doubled as a bowl once the popping was done. Oil was involved. This was the height of popcorn technology at the time and I will not be shamed for my having had one in my possession.

*I actually don't even really like popcorn all that much.

*The beat goes on down in the lower levels. I am not a violent person, nor would I ever actually do harm to another living human being if it was within my power to avoid it. But, I may need bail money in the near future. If anything were to happen to this guy, I will be blamed. Please know that I won't have committed the crime. But there will be every reason to point the finger at me. I am looking for volunteers to run the Sheepie Defense Campaign if anyone has a spare minute or two in their days.


I'm all done. I can think of nothing else. Unless you want a continued description of the bass beat and my guesses as to which song or video game is currently being played. I suspect we may have found part of the problem with the concentration during the lace knitting...

Have a great Middle Of The Week, everybody!

SA