Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Post 3762 - Tuesday Night Ramblings

Past ten pm. Will turn in shortly.

Spent the last hour or so, working on my next Frank Magazine cold case article. I will finish writing it Wednesday evening. A murder mystery from... well, quite a few years ago.

How was your day? Mine was okay. The humidity broke for a while today, more so when it rained like a schlock demon mid-afternoon. A guy in my home got caught in the first deluge and came in soaking wet. The rain let up. He stepped out again to go home, and got caught in another rain dump on the way to his car. The very definition of Schadenfreude.

After work, we drove home, and I tried to have a quick nap, to no avail. I got up around 6:30 and cooked some dinner to go along with the corn that Patricia was boiling. After watching last night's "Whose Line" and something else, I came down here and got to work.

You are now caught up, as if you cared.

My work week is half over. Two more days, and then I am off for three. I love these earned days off. They come in mighty handy.

I am gonna turn in. Patricia has Pilates after work tomorrow, so we will be home late.

See you tomorrow, my lovelies.


Monday, August 13, 2018

Post 3761 - A Blog Post, Two Nights In A Row?! Are You Kidding Me?

Title pretty much says it all.

Yeah, how was your day? The humidity in Halifax has reach a nearly tolerable state. The house is still warm tonight. Patricia went to bed early because she was tired. I am up because I am working on an article for Frank before turning in.

Our American neighbour started his return home this morning. I took some pictures of his cottage's new windows and emailed them to him just now because his wife hasn't seen them yet.

After work this evening we drove home and for dinner had some more of the Pictou County pizza we got on Sunday afternoon. There are still two slices of it left. They will be gone-zo Tuesday night.

it is late. I am tired. It has been a long day, and another one awaits me in like seven hours. Calling this blog post short.

See you tomorrow.


Sunday, August 12, 2018

Post 3760 - Where Have I Been?

Hello again, my lovelies.

I really should write more often. I feel so awful that I haven't.

Thursday? What did I do on Thursday that made it impossible to write a blog post? Well, I was tired. The humidity is kicking me hard these days. Friday, we had every plan to go to the cottage, but we ended up not going until Saturday morning. We got there around 11:30, and then headed to Tatamagouche to get a few groceries and to attend the farmer's market.

After that, we lay around the cottage a bit before visiting our American neighbour James Taylor, who's beginning the trip to return to his lovely wife in Baltimore on Monday morning. We stayed there for a few hours. He gave me what was my first drink of tequila. I don't remember much after that.

We returned around 9:30 I guess it was. The tequila, a beverage with a taste foreign to me, caused me to lay down, and then go to bed, where I remained until late morning. At one point, I felt I would be ill. No. more. tequila. for. Bevboy!

Mid-afternoon, after we had loaded up the car, we visited James one more time. We stayed for an hour. Learned that the boorish neighbour next door's son is getting married at their cottage this coming weekend, so there will be trespassers traipsing all over our property then. Sigh.

We drove in to Pictou to the Acripole Pizza and got a jumbo pizza. Cost far more than I wanted to pay. We returned to the city, unloaded the car, fed Newbie, and hoed into the pizza and beer. Pictou county pizza is the best.

We return to work in the morning. Shameful where the weekends go, eh wot?

I think I will turn in. Much to do in the morning.

See you tomorrow, my friends.


Wednesday, August 8, 2018

Post 3759 - Short and Sweet


Even though we had a bit of rain around lunch time, the humidity is still dragging me down to the dregs. I am done wringing out my clothing every night. I need to wring out my skin.

People tell us to be quiet, that in a few months, when the weather is colder, that we will look back wistfully on this short period of the  Summer and wish it were still so. I say thee nay, nay, a thousand times nay! I love the cooler weather of early Autumn and yearn for it. It cannot get here soon enough.

We made our way through most of the pilot episode of "Dietland" tonight. Too tired to finish it. What seemed like a neat premise is falling apart in the third act. I am not sure if we will bother watching anything beyond the first episode. Have any of you seen it? Is it worth pursuing?

I am gonna take a cold glass of water and throw it in my face. Maye that will make me feel better.

See you tomorrow.


Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Post 3758 - Ugh! Part Two

Hello, my lovelies.

The last few days have been interesting to say the least.

Friday I worked all day. Tried to cool my heels Friday night, to no avail. Saturday, we drove to the cottage, not arriving until mid-afternoon.

We saw our cottage neighbour, James Taylor, the same man I interviewed here. James is finally retired from his U.S. civil service job and can spend more time in Nova Scotia, but circumstances have not enabled that to happen. This all means that we have to co-ordinate our schedules if we are to see him each year.

This year he regaled us will stories about David Copperfield, pickled punks and the quest therefor, actor and magician Harry Anderson, his love for New Orleans, and other stuff. Patricia and I managed to get a word in here and there; but each phrase out of our mouths was just a launching point for another JT story. By 10pm, nearly five hours at his cottage, we were exhausted and returned to our own cottage, a short distance away.

I had developed a headache throughout the day. I had been up since very early that morning. So I turned in while Patricia watched some stuff on tv. And... I pretty much didn't get up until late Sunday afternoon. I got what we call cottage sickness, characterized by an inability to get too much sleep. I did get up, eventually, and watched some tv with Patricia before returning to bed at midnight.

Monday was a holiday in these here parts. We returned to the city mid-afternoon, picking some blueberries along the way. Last night we sweltered in the house, Patricia reminding me over and over how we need to get AC in the house, or a heat pump, or both. Next year, I promise.

And we returned to work today. Tonight, we watched some stuff on tv.

It is nearly 11:30. I need to get up in about six hours.

I am sorry I haven't written much lately. The weather has been so draining of my resources that it is all I can do to get through my work day before coming home and collapsing in a heap of sweat.

I will try to write more frequently on a go forward basis.

See you tomorrow.


Thursday, August 2, 2018

Post 3757 - Ugh!

Three days later, the humidity is still kicking my arse.

Tuesday night. What did I do Tuesday night? Went to Kent after work and bought some semi transparent stain for the day when I work on the front deck, side steps and back steps. Not until the weather cools off a titch.

Wednesday night I cooled my heels while Patricia had her Pilates class. After that, we picked up some of the really expensive litter for Newbie, the kind of litter I would use without compunction. Only the best for my kitty. And me, if necessary.

Patricia is taking a couple of days off work. I got home tonight and took a long nap while she did the same. When I got up, I grilled a few hamburgers because I love the heat so much. Enjoyed a nice cold beer and am trying to keep cool.

People are telling me to get through this weather because in a few months it will be cold and nasty. I can handle cooler weather just fine. It is this extreme heat and humidity that I cannot abide. Sue me.

Think I will turn in. I have found if I sleep at a certain angle with the fan blowing in on me at a certain speed, I can get some rest for a few minutes at a time.

See you tomorrow.


Monday, July 30, 2018

Post 3756 - Stop What You're Doing!

And listen to the latest edition of the Nighttime Podcast, hosted by my friend Jordan Bonaparte.

For the fourth time, he has had me on as a guest co-host, this time discussing the 1985 murder of Tina Marie Barron.

Here is the link.

Let me know what you think of it.

See you tomorrow.