That was to Noddy, but yeh, to littleK too.
littlek wrote:Noddy! Phew!
Pdawg, my b-in-law snow-blows the widows' (there are two, one across the street and one next door) driveways when it snows. He also mows the next door woman's lawn. He even went across a major road to mow another neighbor's lawn once after it became a field for most of last summer. I asked if he asken them first. He said no. What if they'd wanted it that way?
Anyway. This is all to say that even just plain nice guys who aren't serial killers do things like that.
But there's this vibe...
It's nothing, I'm sure, but I can just see it being one of those after-the-arrest interviews where I'm talking to the local news morons and saying, "He seemed like a nice guy. He even got the snow out of our driveway. Not sure what he did with his time, and he kept weird hours, but he seemed like a really nice guy."
Thinking now of...
tom waits wrote:What's he building in there?
What the hell is he building
In there?
He has subscriptions to those
Magazines... He never
Waves when he goes by
He's hiding something from
The rest of us... He's all
To himself... I think I know
Why... He took down the
Tire swing from the Peppertree
He has no children of his
Own you see... He has no dog
And he has no friends and
His lawn is dying... and
What about all those packages
He sends. What's he building in there?
With that hook light
On the stairs. What's he building
In there... I'll tell you one thing
He's not building a playhouse for
The children what's he building
In there?
Now what's that sound from under the door?
He's pounding nails into a
Hardwood floor... and I
Swear to god I heard someone
Moaning low... and I keep
Seeing the blue light of a
T.V. show...
He has a router
And a table saw... and you
Won't believe what Mr. Sticha saw
There's poison underneath the sink
Of course... But there's also
Enough formaldehyde to choke
A horse... What's he building
In there. What the hell is he
Building in there? I heard he
Has an ex-wife in some place
Called Mayors Income, Tennessee
And he used to have a
consulting business in Indonesia...
but what is he building in there?
What the hell is building in there?
He has no friends
But he gets a lot of mail
I'll bet he spent a little
Time in jail...
I heard he was up on the
Roof last night
Signaling with a flashlight
And what's that tune he's
Always whistling...
What's he building in there?
What's he building in there?
We have a right to know...
Glad to read you're (mostly) okay, Noddy. I've done a coupla tumbles in this muck. Not fun at all.
Er, pdawg -- you're not neighbors with the Dahmer family by any chance, are ya?
Glad you didn't get hurt more seriously, Noddy!
I don't want the spoil the snow party here, but I discovered this noon that nearly all snowflowers have already finished blossoming in mother's garden by now, birds are singing and starting to build nests ...
I seriously can't remember similar in the 58 years and two days of my life - well, leave out those first two days.
Yikes Noddy! It's probably to your credit that your conscious prevention of factors that would lead to an injury meant that your tumble resulted in just a bruise. Or maybe it was dumb luck. Either way, I'm so glad it's just a bruise.
Patiodog, that is vaguely creepy. Madison has a high niceness ratio though. I was just talking to someone how I've only just recalibrated after L.A. and Naperville. My natural niceness meter is at Minneapolis/ Madison levels. (High.) In L.A., that got me in trouble both ways (people would be highly suspicious if I was nice; if I accepted someone's nice behavior at face value, I was burned). Naperville wasn't much better, really. Columbus is SUPER nice, and I was awkward about it for quite a while. ("Oh yay it's OK to be nice!" --> smile too big, hold eye contact for too long --> suspicious Columbus person.) It's only the last what 6 months or so that I'm completely un-self-consciously and naturally nice at Columbus levels.
Noddy24 wrote:This morning I slipped on black ice and fell. No broken bones, but I've got a spectacular bruise on my left flank.
Yikes! Glad nothing is broken, sorry about the bruise. How are you today?
patiodog wrote:Brutal was getting our gas and electric bill for last month.
And, how!
Noddy -- OW! Glad it's no worse.
damn that friggin' black ice.
damn it all TO HELL !!
Region Philbis wrote:damn that friggin' black ice.
damn it all TO HELL !!
That response gives this thread some
Thanks all for the kind thoughts. I'm bruised this morning and a bit stiff. I must have tensed all my muscles beyond capacity as I lost my balance. Bright side is I do not have a broken leg. The last time I fell, I landed on my knees and snapped the bones in both thighs, starting a very tedious two and a half year time of healing.
I'm glad to settle for a bruise and some sore muscles. My Physical Therapist will be proud of me.
JPB wrote:She isn't the only one!
Dontcha just hate it when your post goes to the top of a new page,
totally without context?
My posts are often totally without context, George. Being at the top of a page can sometimes be a blessing in disguise.
We're supposed to get another 3-6" of snow tomorrow in the northern suburbs, freezing rain/sleet/rain in the city and southern suburbs. I've had enough of this crap.
Yeah, I've had enough winter, too.
Funny how February can be both the shortest and the longest month.
Yeah, I'm about done. Yesterday (gray, cold, sludgy, generally gross) I was all done. Today (blue sky, white snow, cold air, warm sun) I'm kind of liking it again. (Don't hit me.)
E.G. says this whole thing is my fault because I was so freaked out by the warm weather circa Christmas. (There were some daffodils that were about 6 inches tall -- just leaves -- as of New Year's day. They were buried in snow not long after and haven't been seen since.)
I blame the folks who were worried about bugs. Was that you, soz?
Durn bugs.
Actually, we've had a lot of meltage lately. But out back is still a skating rink. We need hockey sticks.
Yesterday an ant came out of no where and crawled across my desk.
I let her crawl, unmolested.
Some harbingers of spring are not suitable for gooey greeting cards.
Cold.
I used to like cold, but not any more.
