A friend was at the house a week ago and finally noticed the stack of NES games on the movie shelf. His eyes went wide as he demanded I hook up the Nintendo and dark as I told him mine had been clapped out for years. The ensuing tirade about my laziness and hatred of fun had my children laughing. He yelled more in jealous rage when three copies of Super Mario Brothers 3 caught his eye.
My friend came by today and shoved a little NES clone in my hand. Adventures of Lolo and Jackal are still the best games ever.
I had been neglecting the freezer for a while and we ran out of home-made goodies. The last few days have seen two batches of buttermilk biscuits, a batch of plain scones, cranberry/blueberry scones, a batch of tortillas, two loaves of white bread, and a couple pounds of refried beans stocked back in the freezer.
Still need Parker House rolls, beer rolls, whole wheat pita, sandwich rye, wheat bread, a few loaves of sourdough, some black beans done up for beans and rice, a couple batches of stew, and need to roast a turkey for stock-ification and to have some breast meat in the freezer.
All the rain has not stopped my bike riding, but frequent lightning has certainly lessened it. Need to fill the time somehow. And tasty corn season is around the corner to try corncob jelly…I have become my grandmother.
And I am going to need a set of knee pads before I go argue with the old shingles any more.
Jim Tyrrell – The Harvard Line:
Throat is sore, just ordered a payload of green tea with lemon, honey, lavender, nutmeg, and cinnamon dropped down my gullet to combat the sickly menace. It’s like drinking a Ricola and had damned well better work.
Some staff with the Copper Cannon Camp were busking in and around the Co-Op with a guitar while we were getting groceries. The kids each got a few bucks to give them and they were super appreciative. And any business that is cool with buskers not only hanging outside, but making rounds in the building is okay by me.
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