Showing posts with label MacDonald. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MacDonald. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Zeitgeist

Last night my toilet started blowing bubbles. This morning while I was in the shower it really went to town. Google suggests the cause is likely a partially obstructed sewer line. I put a call in to my landlord. What time is it? Time to move!

In other news, tonight's episode of Sons of Anarchy passed the Bechdel Test in the first half hour. Hey, neat! I thought. Then I remembered that, while I like some of the actors, I don't like most of the characters, and changed the channel.


Today's earrings: owls, trees

Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald

Monday, October 5, 2009

Earrings by mail

It's extremely convenient.


Today's earrings: pineapples, shells

Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Let's Go To The Mall

Yet another group of good-hearted people humored me while I stared at the windows of an apartment I don't live in. Then we had dim sum, and they lent me a camera. (Thank you, good-hearted people!) At the mall, they bought clothes, I bought a magazine.


Today's earrings: turtles, cameras

Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald

Friday, October 2, 2009

'tis Friday

And that's about all that happened today.


Today's earrings: pigs, citrine drops

Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Drinks with Elks

Drinks at the Elks Club with the guys. After, we went down to Market and I pointed out The Apartment. They were talking housewarming presents; I just stared soulfully into its windows...


Today's earrings: flies, fish

Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Hey, Look Me Over

Talked to The Realtor (fille) and two loan officers today. The news, more-or-less in order of arrival:
- The Realtor (père) is turning 70, and the party is this weekend.
- The taxes on the place are arcane, and I must contact the city assessor for details.
- I have an appointment to walk through the place with The Realtor (fille) next Thursday, lunchtime, and check out the new window and the exhaust fan in the bathroom.
- I should have been clearer sooner with the current loan officer about having talked to one of her colleagues four months ago. Five hours after I said "we did this before," I got a call from the first loan officer saying I'm approved. I'm to fax over more documents and the underwriter still has to rubber-stamp the thing, but we have a go.
- Someone will be calling about homeowner's insurance. Which I will need, because the building is not on bedrock.

I finished the day with "Hey, Look Me Over" playing in my head. It's the only song I know with the word 'mortgage' in the lyrics.


Today's earrings: bees, typewriter keys

Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald

Monday, November 12, 2007

Monday.

I'm against it.

But I am in favor of Thanksgiving:



Today's earrings: flowers, brown swirly dots

Bedtime reading: Cinnamon Skin, John D. MacDonald

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Turn, Turn, Turn

What I didn't have for dinner: turbot, turkey, and turtle in a turqouise tureen with a turmeric/turnip turnover on the side. Just as well; such a meal could only bring turbulence and turmoil.


Today's earrings: turquoise rounds, turtles

Bedtime reading: The Turquoise Lament. John D. MacDonald