My Pump Is Quick
1. For Father's Day, goudabonbon and Sweetness gave me a Rechargeable QuickPump. It's more innocuous than it sounds: it just blows up inflatable stuff ("works with virtually ALL valves"). Part of the reason goudabonbon picked it out is becaused we've had this inflatable kiddie pool with an elephant's head for about 2-3 years. It was so hard to inflate, and we couldn't find a product like this after we got it, that it's been sitting in the basement for all this time.
Thanks to QuickPump, we can inflate it in less than 5 minutes (although the machine needs to cool off after 10 or so minutes of use). Following its life in the basement, the elephant pool has a slow leak -- not surprisingly. But who cares! We can just blow it up again with the QuickPump!
2. Yesterday goudabonbon talked to our friend travellight, who said that apparently it has come up in conversation that she knows me, and that information has surprised some people, who have apparently had questions about me. One person asked, "What's his house like?" It makes me wonder what the person IMAGINED my house would be like. Pee Wee's Playhouse? A Unabomber shack? (If it weren't for goudabonbon, my dwelling space would probably split the difference between the two.)
3. Speaking of travellight, who gave me pork chops for my birthday last year, she'll appreciate this: My mother-in-law took us to Pig 'n' Chick last night as a belated birthday outing for me. She said, "You be sure to get as many BBQ ribs as you want." She's got my number, alright.
4. What the hell's wrong with me? I haven't watched the last three episodes of "The Wire" yet (notwithstanding the help of lord_darkseid), and I'm falling further behind on 'Battlestar Galactica.' But what did I spend more than 30 minutes watching instead of something, you know, good? National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets! And I hated the first National Treasure -- I gave it one star and got an angry e-mail from the publicist after the review ran. But a copy of it came into my possession, and a sick fascination drew me to it. It sucks like the first one.
Thanks to QuickPump, we can inflate it in less than 5 minutes (although the machine needs to cool off after 10 or so minutes of use). Following its life in the basement, the elephant pool has a slow leak -- not surprisingly. But who cares! We can just blow it up again with the QuickPump!
2. Yesterday goudabonbon talked to our friend travellight, who said that apparently it has come up in conversation that she knows me, and that information has surprised some people, who have apparently had questions about me. One person asked, "What's his house like?" It makes me wonder what the person IMAGINED my house would be like. Pee Wee's Playhouse? A Unabomber shack? (If it weren't for goudabonbon, my dwelling space would probably split the difference between the two.)
3. Speaking of travellight, who gave me pork chops for my birthday last year, she'll appreciate this: My mother-in-law took us to Pig 'n' Chick last night as a belated birthday outing for me. She said, "You be sure to get as many BBQ ribs as you want." She's got my number, alright.
4. What the hell's wrong with me? I haven't watched the last three episodes of "The Wire" yet (notwithstanding the help of lord_darkseid), and I'm falling further behind on 'Battlestar Galactica.' But what did I spend more than 30 minutes watching instead of something, you know, good? National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets! And I hated the first National Treasure -- I gave it one star and got an angry e-mail from the publicist after the review ran. But a copy of it came into my possession, and a sick fascination drew me to it. It sucks like the first one.