Thursday, April 2, 2015

Post 2920 - Thursday

It is about 9:45. The Blacklist starts in a few minutes and I want to see it.

After work this evening Patricia and I went to a retirement party for a couple of her co-workers. We hung out for a while. As I was driving, not one drop of alcohol passed my lips. Which means I got bored pretty quickly.

After about 7pm, I returned to the car and listened to some music until Patricia and Ryan (a co-worker of hers we had agreed to drive home) called. They were at the wrong location, so I returned downtown to pick them up, but not before I discovered I had got a parking ticket. Sigh. I have been pretty lucky over the years to have my car run out of time at a meter and not receive a ticket. My luck ran out this evening.

I picked up Patricia and Ryan. Drove him home. We drove home. Newbie met us at the door. He had the look on his face that said, "You are finally home, humans! Where the hell have you been? Feed me!" So I fed him and got in my jammies, and now it is 9 minutes to 10pm.

We are at the beginning of the Easter long weekend. For some reason, Easter has been associated with eating ham. And for some reason a lot of people like ham, a lot. As I have mentioned before, I do not. I think that ham is the devil's meat. It is the most noxious substance that one can put in one's mouth, up to and including cow dung-laced radioactive isotopes the size of a cough drop. Why do people eat ham, anyway?

The only way most people can even eat ham is when they add 1000 things to mask its disgusting taste, appearance, and texture. Honey glaze. Maple. Those little black prickly things you stick in the meat. Gouging your eyes out so you don't have to look at it. Stuffing things in your nose so you can't smell it. Coating your tongue with tar so you can't taste it. You get my drift.

We are going to have an organic chicken this weekend. Can hardly wait. Chicken, I can get behind.

You guys have a good evening. I will see you tomorrow.

See you then.


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