Red Snapper

Ugh, my belly's too full, full of biscuits that I accidentally burnt. I think our toaster oven's on crack, because lately its baking/toasting times have been less than predictable. Oh well, added adventure to the day. Anyway, my belly's full of biscuits and eggs and fake sausage and it's uncomfortable.

I have spent the day mostly working outside. I fired up the lawnmower and trimmer for the first time and cut the grass this morning. Not too bad, about 45 minutes to cut it and 45 minutes to trim, then 15 minutes to sweep up. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that "lawnmower" was one of the first words I ever learned to say. I could say it before I could even say my sisters' names, "Peggy" and "Patty."
Then this afternoon I've been finishing cutting up the remaining branches from the Great Tree Felling of '10, and raking the last of our autumn leaves into the compost bin that the J-Dog built:




Red Snapper, by the way, is the latest nickname that I've given the J-Dog. Monday night I was super tired from staying up too late on Sunday night (more on that later) and I was laying in bed, and the Jeanners was sitting in the living room and I was kind of deliriously joking with her that I was going to start calling her Red Snapper because she gets angry and turns red and starts snapping at me. Most of that is untrue (except for the snapping part), however. I don't think Red Snapper is going to stick as a nickname, but I've been enjoying it the last few days.

Sunday night I was up too late because I bought some concert tickets for Midlake down in DC and after I got off work, Abbey and Brian G and myself drove down and caught the show. It was really pretty damned good, although I have no idea how they make any money because there's 7 guys in the band and the club they were playing was pretty small. The keyboardist looked kind of like PKP. The drums on their albums are sometimes a little boring, but I thought the drummer rocked during the show, especially the song "Core of Nature," during which I almost shit my pants because it built up to such a stirring conclusion. Anyway, I didn't get home until after 1am (and I rushed into the house and made a little bit of a racket because I had to poop so bad (I thought I was going to poop in my pants for real after dropping Abbey off), so after I pooped I didn't get to bed until around 1:30. And then I had to get up at 5:45 for work in the morning. So I was tired, which eventually led to the delirious Red Snapper comments later that night, etc, etc.

My typing has really deteriorated. I hope it's because I've got the laptop at an awkward angle on my lap and not because I've had a stroke.

The biscuits are slowly making their way in a southerly direction, and I'm afraid I must go now.