Sleep, paddle, eat.

Tacos + River = soggy tacos.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

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".

4 Comments:

  • At 9:04 PM , Blogger 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 , Blogger 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 , Blogger 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 , Blogger 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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