Wednesday, September 30, 2020

We Don't Get Along

Remember how I said I wanted to see the Go-Go's documentary, but it was on Showtime, but we (along with about 329 million other people) don't get Showtime? 

I assumed I'd see this down the line, but as it turns out, the place we rented on vacation had Showtime. So.........why not take advantage of that amenity? 

The good is: it was well made (hold on to that statement for a few). It was done more professionally than the VH-1 Behind the Music one they did like two decades ago, albeit with less humour. 

The filmmaker did a good job covering their pre-debut album days. They hit all the original members who left or were fired (manager included). They got Miles Copeland, who managed the Police and signed them to his record label and their original producer too. All done nicely. 

Then things started to speed up and get glossed over. They touched on how badly Vacation their follow-up to their wildly popular debut, Beauty and the Beat, was handled due to lack of time, but they never truly went into it.  (My own opinion:  it is just a horrible horrible album. The band itself said, if it wasn't for the title song, they'd have been finished as a band right then and there. And I agree.)

They somewhat cover the third disk, Talk Show, a bit more, but not so much the disk as the surroundings of making it. As it was to be - for all intents and purposes - the end of the band. Financials and infighting did them in. Jane Wiedlin had decided to quit the band before the record was released, but didn't act upon it until after the tour. Then Charlotte Caffey and Belinda Carslisle just walked away. 

Somewhere between that was a slight interesting tidbit. The person to briefly replaced Wiedlin got Caffey into rehab for her decade long heroin addiction and would end up co-writing most of Carlisle's deubt solo album, including "Mad About You" (which would have been on the Go-Go's next disk had they stuck it out). 

Then? Well...............there is a very brief clip of a reformed band playing Central Park. What they 100% fail to mention is that it was to support their fourth (and final?) disk, 2001's God Bless the Go-Go's. Not one word of that disk, how it came to be, did they work out the royalty issues, etc. Nothing. 

Nor was their discussion or even a vague reference on the reformed band firing KathyValentine and changing their LLC so she would not get any future coins. It was a lawsuit that lasted a few years before they rehired her. 

They at least address Caffey's heroin addiction but not Carlisle's three decades of cocaine and alcohol addiction. Nary a word. 

They just go into the faux-rehearsal / writing session for their 2020 single I had on here a few months ago, "Club Zero".    ....and then, THE End. 

I think the filmmakers did a bad job with editing that last third of the movie, or maybe they just didn't bother filming / touching on 2000 and afterwards at all. 

Why bother doing the movie at all if you're not covering the journey?

2020 Movie Count / Goal: 09 of 18

Song by: the Go-Go's

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Ad of the Month

Listen, give the chance include Rob Gronkowski in an ad of the month or not, I'm always going to pick the 'go' option. 

Mind you, he's fun to look at, but I dare say he might be the thinking man's Ryan Lochte.  ....and yes, take that anyway you'd like. 

As a product, why show a virtually hairless man trimming...........nothing?

Still, he has a good bod and a handsome, if not goofy, face. 

Monday, September 28, 2020

My Music Monday

I am thinking like many folks, there is a song of summer of vacation. Something you hear that reminds you of somewhere, something or a feeling. 

Until this last trip - which I suppose I'll write about at some point - we had none. Nothing. Not one outstanding song or even one that kept replaying (which is unusual for Sirius XM).  

Actually, that's not entirely true. We must have heard Fleetwood Mac's "You Make Lovin' Fun" 15 times. I mean, it is almost 44 years old!

But in that vein, we heard an interesting song. I won't say it's a great song, as I've now only heard it twice, but talk about it evoking the '70's. 

My Morning Jacket does just that with "Feel You".   And they do it with covering a few different sounds from that decade - where you cannot quite nail down one group / song it sounds like. 

There is a certain comfort in this song, one I cannot quite describe. 

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Podcast of the Month

I am not really good about writing about podcasts monthly. Truth be told, I'm not very good at listening to them either. 

The idea was to take them in at work, but some of them are soooooo long. Not just in number of episodes, but time per episode. My ADHD brain cannot and will not focus that long. 

For those who have not watched HBO's two seasons (so far) of Succession, I, once again, highly encourage you to do so.  It just won the Emmy for best drama tv series or something, and one of the leads, Jeremy Strong just got best actor for playing son #2, Kendall. 

So, I was hoping the podcast would be good. And it is, and it isn't. 

A. There are only two seasons, so how many episodes could there possibly be? (there are eight as of now.) 

B. They are not breakdown of every single show, which could work well, as the dynamics of some of them are worth the look-see. The family interactions are so complicated, sad and funny - sometimes all at once. 

C. At least for the first eight, they're talking to the biggest characters 1:1. This is all done in a Covid era, so all interviews are via telephonic devices. 

The problem with the podcast is that it's not really for the folks who haven't seen it, which kind of makes sense. The interviews have spoilers, so that defeats listening to before watching. 

I'm only halfway through, but each episode is and isn't different. You have the overly fawning host - and he is OVERLY fawning and you have the characters. 

All bring something to the table, about method, involvement and how they came to the role, but it struck me that Jeremy Strong was exactly how I thought he might come across:  having quotes at the ready from Jung, Olivier, Hoffman (Dustin, not Philip Seymour), Agassi (yes, really) and references to a Jared Diamond series of books..........or and of course, Hamlet.  It was all a bit over-prepared and a bit pretentious. The others seemed to have more fun with this. 

But given how fucked up and broken Kendall is, I suppose Strong has to dig deep to be that shattered for the character. 

The whole podcast is interesting enough, but not nearly as much as the show itself. 

Saturday, September 26, 2020

All the Young Dudes

Sophie Smut and Shep Porn.  The things that keeps you folks coming back.  

Instagram #1. 
Woof, indeed. 

Shep has Sophie's space.  She's not thrilled. 

Sophie making herself invaluable at Dad #1's work. 

When you're not a water dog per se, become a water feature dog. 


Kitchen lounge kitty. 

Instagram #2

Song by: Mott the Hoople

Friday, September 25, 2020

Debate Exposes Doubt

Cleveburgh gets one the the presidential debates. I think we've had them before. I know we had a vice-presidential one with John Edwards back in 2004 (?).  It was a non-event. 

This one will not be a non-event. 

The debate, on the Case Western Reserve Campus, but technically held at the medical school right at Cleveland Clinic is about 1.5 miles from where we live and about 8 blocks from where I work.  This debate is scheduled for this upcoming Tuesday. 

The roads will be closed for this starting last night - Thursday.

Allegedly, they are planning on major protests during this. I hope there are too. They don't need to be violent, but c'mon..........this is's not going to end well. They've already enacted the National Guard. 

We have been encouraged to work from home starting tomorrow and at least through Tuesday. 

Since it is 2020, and Covid and all that shit, why are we having physical debates?  This would be a perfect time to totally revamp the debates. Virtual. Candidates don't have to even be in the same room, or state. However, the moderator could electronically pause either speaker for immediate fact check and call them on it right then and there. 

That's a perfect world, of course. I've said before - this is 2020. I do not see an instance where there are 'undecided voters'.  In theory, I don't see a need for a debate. 

I can find no data (and trust me, I looked) that debates affect voter turnout. I only look because the debates, especially these, are not about to sway any likely voter. The question I had was did it drive people to, or away, from the polls.  That, could be the only determining factor for why to have one (or three) at all. 

Since RBG's death, I've heard snippets of news here and there (fuck you very much, Mitt Romney!), so I see absolutely see no scenario in which I will turn this shit show on in the first place, let alone read about in the second place. 

All I know is that the Cleveland Clinic has a LOT of glass. Good luck to them. 

Song by: Death Cab for Cutie

Thursday, September 24, 2020

More Than You Know

We are past the 200k mark. 

Covid deaths in the U.S., that is. 

206,483:  but who's counting? 

Oh, I am. 

The number that I remember from Dr. Fauci last March was 200-300k the probable number of dead. 

BLOTUS even questioned Fauci. 

However, the cynic in me (yes, it's true) thinks when he says "very different numbers" do we think BLOTUS meant he figured they'd be half a million? 

This equals 69  9/11s. 

We are so desensitized to all of this, that we don't fucking care anymore. 

9/11 was the start of that uncaring. Not at first, of course, but it started a spiral downward.  The 2016 election just solidified that for so many on both sides.  So 200k deaths are just collateral damage. 

Of course, Bob Woodward's TAPED (yes, upper cased) discussions with BLOTUS seemingly mean NOTHING, especially when our fucktard president says just a day or two ago: "You know in some states, thousands of people [are infected] — nobody young," he said, which is incorrect. "Below the age of 18, like nobody. They have a strong immune system, who knows." "But it affects virtually nobody. It's an amazing thing," he said.  

And still, people listen to this retard. 

In theory and reality, he just called 206,483, "nobodies". 

Let's hope all of those "nobodies" are voters for BLOTUS. 

Song by: Eddie Vedder

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Bottle of Wine

I might be drunk. 

And by "might", I mean "am". 

I met former co-workers for socially distanced drinks, and yowza, I killed an entire bottle of wine on my own, since no one was sharing anything of any kind. 

There was food, and the four of us had individual gift bags of gear to eat things on our own, but for the most part, no food was consumed. 

I was too busy making friends with an eight year old golden named Rosie. She picked me for the sucker who'd pet and not stop - and she was correct.

Yet glass, after tiny glass of wine went consumed until the entire bottle was empty. 

Luckily, 710 came and picked me up and chauffeured me to an thai restaurant and then home. 

Yet it's far too late, and I'm far too inebriated to be bothered with an official post.  Sorry. 

Song by: Judy Collins

Tuesday, September 22, 2020


With work, travel, Ginsberg, Covid, General Death and Destruction, Mike and I kind of let the Emmy competition slip away from us. 

I mean, I shot him a message first thing Sunday morning with an "OMG" text. It's not like he responded right away, with an "IKR" one, but........such is the commitment (or lack of) to this relationship. 

So we have no witty remarks to share with you regarding our selections, as we had few even amongst ourselves. If ever. 

As it turns out, the area from which I copied the nominees weren't even the entire list, so we kind of agreed to do was that list - though neither of us were jazzed about doing it at all, I dare say.

I didn't go Schitt's Creek crazy, so there was little chance of me winning, but good for that show for pretty much cleaning up - though their mask use at the show was horrible.  

We attempted to watch the award show via text, but without great success. We both trailed off and not one of us mentioned it to the other. 

TV MOVIE - Both won

Mike prevails: 5-3.  Bragging rights are his only prize.  (psssst....he does that even if there isn't a competition between us.)

I dare say - with the lack of movies this year, I don't know how our Oscar competition (our would-be 10th!)  is going to go. As it turns out, Elizabeth Moss is a shoe-in for Best Actress from the never watched, the Invisible Man.  Alas, there is no other competition for that category as of yet. 

But I would hate for Covid to stamp upon our decade-long tradition. I guess we shall see. 

Song by: Pet Shop Boys

Monday, September 21, 2020

My Music Monday

Listen - I know I've done this one before. And I. Do. Not. Care. 

The Cardigans' "I Need Some Fine Wine and You, You Need to Be Nicer" came across my playlist and I just forgot how much I frickin' love this song and band. 

This is from their last release in 2006 (2007 for the U.S.). 

I've listened to Nina Persson solo work, and it's ok, but I think the band, as a collective, brings more than she can just by herself. 

Technically, they have never broken up, so there is still hope for more music. 

But I do love this song. 

And yes.  I'm drunk. Again.  On wine.  Fuck the nicer part. 

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Holding Out For a Hero

Actually, to replace one heroine, we are holding out for three heroes / heroines. 

As it turns out, 710 and I happened to be in DC on Friday when we got the word about Ruth Bader Ginsberg's death. 

Now, I loved my parents, but I was far more devastated by RBG's death than theirs. The fate of this country did not rest on the fate of my parents being dead or alive. 

Of course, with three (?) bouts of cancer, there was am expiration date for Ruth, but I was hoping - nay - needing - her to survive until January 21, 2021. 

This was more important than the 2020 election. 

I'd say 'prove me wrong', but you can't. 

BLOTUS might actually lose the election (though I am FAR from convinced of this). But he'll contest it all the way to the Supreme Court. I don't know what that looks like with eight justices. 

However, I DO know what it looks like with a full court - three of them being BLOTUS apointees: any decision going to BLOTUS, regardless of the actual law. 

Make no mistake, the GOP plan is to have a replacement before the election - that third apointee. 

This has made me manic in the last 48 hours. 

The republican led Senate is going to push through someone worse than Kavanaugh and in record time. Unless.........those three heroes appear. 

By all accounts, if three republican senators join ALL democratic ones, they can possibly delay the nomination. If that's before the election or before BLOTUS is out of office is uncertain. BLOTUS cannot appoint someone before leaving office. 

This is not will be the end of this country. Not as we know it - as that has long since passed, but as in forever. 

I fear for all the things that would pass in front of that court and the judgements that they render. Besides the fact any post-presidential case that hits their courts - no one is siding against BLOTUS. At least not the majority. 

I feel way lost and anxious over all of this. 

And truth be told - a little drunk. 

710 and I were in DC - coincidentally - when we got the news. We stayed a bit longer to go down to the Supreme Court yesterday. It was crowded and solemn.  We felt a little better being there, but not exactly hopeful. 

I hate that the Dems are turning this into a 'donate' option. That's not the focus now. Holding off a nominee is. Giving them money cannot - and will not- change any of that. 

I'm going to bed.

Song by: Bonnie Tyler

Saturday, September 19, 2020

Driver's Seat

 Cats and Dogs. Cats and Dogs. Cats and Dogs. Cats and dogs. 

That's all you really need to know. 

I was cleaning my car inside and out. 
And look who took advantage. I had to clean again after his dusty prints were everywhere.  Worth it. 

She can't hide from me. 

Day on a bench swing overlooking the lake.  

Treat time. 

Bed Sophie. 

Shep looks good by a lake in a park. 

Song by: Sniff 'n the Tears

Friday, September 18, 2020


You know - why not? 

This is brilliant in its own way - kind of. 

Living statues of BLOTUS.  But not in a loving, kind, adoring way. 

No no.........

People might die of their pores being cut off by cold "paint", but they're going to thrive in their creativity and love of hating BLOTUS. 

I like the video below of him running over Covid victims with his golf cart. 

That all seems right on point. 

Song by: Fall Out Boy

Thursday, September 17, 2020


Today is Shep's 4th Gotcha Day. 

It seems like we have had him a lot longer, yet it also seems like we just got him. You can read about his getting here

He's a great addition to the family - and he gets us out and about daily. We'd never have explored as many parks, dog parks and counties if we were not with us. 

We loved loved loved Petey, and while both hounds, we missed a lot of his formative years. 

I think we are all very happy that the "older" couple (who you know were probably younger than we were) couldn't made it work with him. 

And while it took us forever to name him, just last weekend I finally came up with the perfect name for him: Angelo.  Angelo Bassett. 

Song by: Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

Wednesday, September 16, 2020


As I don't want to talk politics, climate change or fires, I will go with a semi / quasi / pseudo continuation of yesterday's post. 

I mentioned Lola Heatherton, and I got a follow-up comment by Uptonking (sorry - that's the only moniker I have for you.....we'll have to work on that).

SCTV and Catherine O'Hara brought Lola to life......well, I'm assuming with the inspiration of Lola Falana and Joey Heatherton. 

Lola Heatherton was 19,008,220,287 times better than both of them combined.  And that is not hyperbole. 

She was great on the Sammy Maudlin Show, or starring in her own special, Way to Go Woman, where she interviewed the most influential women of our time - including Mother Theresa and Charlene Tilton. And of course, she was Bobby Bittman's co-star in his dramatic remake of On the Waterfront, called On the Waterfront Again. 

My friend Jon and I have been quoting this movie for the last 35 years. Every line. Every nuance. Let's take a look, shall we? 

And yes, you have to sit through the Bobby Bittman interview first. Eugene Levy is totally worth it. 

Song by: the Kinks

Tuesday, September 15, 2020

Tripping the Light Fantastic

If this were a one-time ad, I'd just kind of laugh. 

But similar advertisements are appearing in Texas and Arizona towns (at the very least) as well. Alleged strong-holds of BLOTUS. 

Cincinnati is certainly the reddest of the large Ohio cities and even they are needing 'actors' to attend a frickin' BLOTUS rally. 

"Must be able to hold a sign, stand and cheer."

This is what we call a 'triple threat'.  

Kind of like Lola Heatherton....."she sings......she dances...and........she sings", or so says Sammy Maudlin. 

Clearly people of this caliber would have had to study under someone of the talent such as Lee Strasberg, Stella Adler......or perhaps even Pauley Shore or David Spade. 

Yes, make no mistake, I put Spade beneath the likes of Shore. 

Still, these 'actors' are pulling down more than the national minimum wage, though they do have to provide their own BLOTUS gear - which you know costs more than they can take home at the end of the play.  

It does surprise me that there are not enough idiots BLOTUS supporters out there who already have the costume, sans mask, who are willing to do this for free? 

I suppose they might be able to stand and cheer, but maybe not hold the sign? I'm guessing it might be like walking and chewing gum - near next to impossible. At least for these chumps. 

Honestly, I don't know what this says about BLOTUS level of support. Is it waning? Has it always been like this? Throes of desperations or just seat fillers? Future Covid victims?  If so, like $36 pre-tax doesn't even cover your first blood draw. 

This is a gig even Meryl Streep couldn't pull off. 

There has to be an easier way to make a living - maybe, Encino Man 2 ? 

Song by: BT

Monday, September 14, 2020

My Music Monday

Having new New Order is never truly a bad thing. 

I will always be the guy who purchases anything new that comes out. I'm no longer the guy who has to buy every remake, resissue, remix that is available. ...and there is a new take on "Blue Monday" on the way,  and a complete overhaul of Power Corruption & Lies, so we'll see if I stick to that.  (psssst - I probably won't.)

I have always been a fan of the band, and most likely always will.  ....even when they're bland. 

New Order has a new single: "Be a Rebel".   

Their website says this was to be released for their North American tour with the Pet Shop Boys. Clearly, that's not happening.  Thanks BLOTUS!

The song itself?  Meh.  It's not their best. It's not their worst. The guitar work and some of the keyboard stuff is eerily similar to songs off Technique. Again, not bad - but it's been done before it seems. 

The band wrote the song during the sessions for their last album, but didn't record it until this year - and did it remotely from each other, which is still kind of impressive. But for me it lacks Peter Hook's bass, but it's quite an airy song. 

While the music is a few years old, the lyrics are not. Bernard Sumner did those this last Spring, so "the world can be a dangerous place" can be shoehorned into this pandemic should one want. 

Honestly, I was more amazed that it has been five years since their last disk. Music Complete was released.  

Again, it's a fine song, but not top of their craft - but I'll take it any way I get it.   and yes, that's what she said. 

Sunday, September 13, 2020

12 of 12

 So I'm doing my 125th 12 of 12.

Normally it is 12 pictures taken on the 12th of the month. Since I only post once per day, you get my images the following day. All pictures taken with my iPhone. Click images to enlarge, if you choose.

Created by Chad Darnell and picked up from, what I can tell, any number of random bloggers who then link back to him and vice versa. Chad is no longer doing this, nor is successor coordinating the linking of other 12 of 12'ers anymore. Now it's just myself - of which I know. 

4:02.  No. I didn't get out of bed (JP). I woke up for a bit - and went back to sleep.  
Kind of.  And yes - my clock is still 6 minutes fast. 

8:09.   Second walk of the morning. 
710 was a dear and did the 05:00. But Shep didn't poop on that one, we went.

09:53.  Egg and cheese sammie. 
710 made me a good second b'fast. 

10:20. Cleaning the screen. 
Sometimes it's just so icky. It needs a good clean. 

11:36.  Roaming. 
Shep on his own in the back yard. But with supervision. 

12:29.  Two consecutive stations: same song. 
What are the odds? 

12:54.  If your dick is too small.......

14:13.  Nukes and a Great Lake. 
What could possibly go wrong?  But it was a great dog-dad outing.....

 14:38.  .....only to be marred by this. 
We left our 'hood for the hike and it was just BLOTUS/Pence signs everywhere. 
I don't think this guy liked his picture being taken, even as we drove by at 40 mph. 

And to totally stereotype, this is exactly what I think BLOTUS voters look like.

17:23.  Pick-Up. 
Dog walks are not all just enjoying the outdoors. 

18:48. Evening Medicated Nasal Spray. 
You didn't get to see the morning dose. Lucky you. 

21:37.  Cake. 
Almost the last of my b'day cake.  ...from a month ago. 
It was a large cake, and one of the best I've ever had (and I know from cakes!), so it was cut into pieces and put in the freezer.  Every once in a while we thaw a piece. Last night was such a night. 

.....and there you have it #125. 

Saturday, September 12, 2020

Double Trouble

Tis Saturday. Tis Shep & Sophie day. 

Lounging Sophie. She's a looker. 

Post daycare lovin'.  Lovin' the lovin'. 

She busting in on a Huskie meet-up at Bow Wow Beach. 

On way to said Bow Wow Beach. 

The best thing about amazon.  Temporary housing. 

Double Trouble

The boy made the IG feed today. He's somebody!!!

Song by: the Cars

Friday, September 11, 2020


I had a post planned - well, in my head - for today, but things change. 

James Bond's only wife is dead. 

That's right, Diana Rigg died. 

And with her, a part of my childhood. 

For those who don't know, Rigg played the woman Bond married in On Her Majesty's Secret Service. It didn't end well for her. 

Actually, it didn't end well for George Lazenby, as it was his only take as Bond. That and Rigg hated him and ate garlic and onions between each take. 

I've never seen Game of Thrones, so I can't tell you how she was........or who she played. While I adored her, it was not enough to endure 117 years of that show. 

Me? I was a fan of the Avengers.

Let me rephrase: I was a fan of the three years which she was on the Avengers, playing Mrs. Emma Peel. 

That show was just slightly ahead of my time, but I caught it in reruns when I was still a lad. It was seemingly a farvourite of my mother, so it was something we'd watch together. We bonded over that, as much as one eight year old and his mother could.  I won't lie and say I got all (or any) of the nuance, but I thought Rigg was the bee's knees. 

I mean, I adored John Steed too (and loved love loved when Patrick Macnee played Sir Denis Eton-Hogg in This is Spinal Tap), but loved the chemistry those two had. 

Mrs. Peel was adorable yet tough and cunning and she the height of everything that two plus decades later, Austin Powers would base so many things around.  I loved her. Even at that young an age. 

Now, I'm not saying Diana Rigg turned me gay, I'm just saying, if you cannot be with and spend eternity with Emma Peel, why even bother with other women? 

Song by: Paul Anka

Thursday, September 10, 2020

Show Yourself

Why the actual fuck would one purposefully sit down with Bob Woodward? 

It's like Mike Wallace knocking on your door and letting him come over the threshold. 

But it comes down to one word: Ego. 

BLOTUS clearly thought he could control the narrative.  Clearly he could not. Honestly though, what good can come of it. And Woodward already trashed him once. Who thought this a good idea - let alone with a tape recorder. 

Truth be told, I haven't read much of this because....well...BLOTUS. In theory it's like xmas came early. 

I condone nothing here - nothing - but I almost get the February discussion about how bad Covid really would be and his claim of not telling that to the American people so not to incite panic.  Hey! I said "almost".  But it is one thing to withhold information, and one to blatantly lie about it....x 10,308. 

Yes, I get it's a thin line, but he steamrolled right over both of those. 

I do like the one of calling "his" generals "pussies".  A draft-dodger. One with a secret plan to eliminate ISIS in 30 days {which I am still waiting on}, due to the fact that he knows more than the generals. 

But Woodward's problem with Rage, his new books, where he has all these things BLOTUS has said on tape (!!), is the same problem he had with Fear, his last book on the same subject:  great bullet points, nothing happened because of it. 

I 'fear' (get it?  get it??) the same thing with this. 

Of course BLOTUS voters will think that the generals are pussies. They already think Mattis.  They already think it of Kelly. They seem to forget that BLOTUS picked the latter. They forget he selected the finest and fired them - and it all of those guys who were morons. 

There might be 0.005% of voters who might listen to the tapes and think, "nahhh, I'm not gonna vote for him". The rest?  They'll be unswayed.

It's a very sad, and very harsh reality. 

Song by: Tim Finn

Wednesday, September 09, 2020

Bad Day

I'm not necessarily one who abhors change. I am sure I don't feel rigid.  I'm also 91% sure other people would disagree with me on this. 

That's on them. 

I have one true pet peeve, and that's being late. For the most part, I don't mind if others are late (well, to a degree), but I hate being late. 

A former COO I worked with, who was military all the way, would say 'if you're on time, you're late'. I'm not sure I'm that bad, but I got his gist. 

So yesterday, I was hosting a 07:00 webinar, but it was still 06:25 and I was still at home. I still had to take out the garbage, etc. 

710 was a love when I asked him to do it. 

The problem arose when both "our" cars were out of the garage. Over the weekend, a skunk sprayed the outside of the garage and everything inside smelled, including his car. "My" car was a loaner from the dealer, as mine is actually being fixed. 

The loaner is just slightly bigger than my current one. It turns out - size does matter. 

With 710's car out, I had less maneuvering room - which pitted house against car. 

The house won. 

I know you think that white is the reverse light. It is / was not. It had red plastic all around it. Had. Past tense. What you don't see is the scrape on the car too.  Fuck me gently with a chainsaw, Heather. 

But.........I wasn't late. I was just cranky the rest of the day. 

This served me well to deal with people who needed, let's say to be dealt with a firmer hand. 

However, the joke was on me. Upon getting to the loaner in the parking garage, I had a ticket. The car was not displaying my hang tag from the rear view mirror, as I left it my actual car.  Mind you - there have been dozens of times over the last five years where that thing isn't hanging and not one ticket. 

Granted, I can appeal this, and no doubt "win", but it was just the cherry to the day. I actually did laugh. Sure, it was an evil henchman laugh, but a laugh nonetheless. 

Then after the dog walk, there was this. 

Honestly, I almost never drink during the week, but it seemed to call for it.  ....and I answered that call. 

I'll deal with the car dealer later this week. 

Song by: R.E.M.