Today
I will install a dishwasher and garbage disposal in my kitchen. I hope to complete this process with fewer than 3 electrocutions, 4 bleeding cuts on my knuckles, and less than 300 curse words. We'll see how that goes.
Then I'm going to finish rewriting chapter one of my book. I think I'll have pizza tonight. I've finally found a pizza place up here that makes a pizza that I can actually call "good".
Then I'm going to finish rewriting chapter one of my book. I think I'll have pizza tonight. I've finally found a pizza place up here that makes a pizza that I can actually call "good".
4 Comments:
At 9:04 PM ,
John McCracken said...
Son, do not, and I emphazis, do not put patatoe peals down the garbage disposal. They tend to clog up the pipes.
And, son, turn off the power and you will not get shocked. The knuckles, I have no advice for them. Busted knuckles are a genetic thing.
At 9:06 PM ,
John McCracken said...
No, son, George Bush the first vice president Dan Quail is not your father. I just misspelled potato. It happens.
At 5:04 AM ,
crazykarl7 said...
When I did roofing work I would tape my fingers to prevent cuts. Taping knuckles would help I'd think. Next time I move a fridge I'm either wearing gloves or taping my whole hand.
So this pizza place... Zbudds Pizza?
At 7:24 AM ,
delinx32 said...
Don't worry dad, I'm philosophically opposed to doing more work than I have to, thus I never peal potatos.
I figured busted knuckles are a genetic thing, because no matter what I do I seem to have bleeding knuckles afterwords.
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