Life is Hazardous
` Garg! Lately, I haven't been able to reserve any time slots at the library, nor have I been able to find any open internet slots, so I haven't been on the internet at all since my last post.
` Thankfully, I won't have that problem for too much longer as you will see:
` On Wednesday I was talking to Dennis, who lives in a tent on a mudflat. I see him from time to time when he's at the library - though he can't get on the inernet without a slip because they took away his library card for being homeless!
` ...Anyhow, he was telling me about this one time, while passing around handout schedules, some crazy man pulled a gun on him! Before the guy could fire, Dennis shoved him against a brick wall and the bullet only went through his arm and into the concrete!
` Then, this crazy woman was like; 'That wasn't very Christian of you!'
` Dennis told her; 'Look, if I would have not pushed him back, I would have been killed!'
` She said; 'But you would have died for God!'
` Later on, I was thinking about that very thing whilst making dinner - feeling all safe and secure in my own home - when something really freaky happened in slow motion (as freaky things are prone to do): My cobalt blue and green glasses pushed their way out of the cabinet door and smashed all over the counter, busted pieces flying all over the kitchen.
` For the next half-hour, I busied myself with checking each strand of fettucini for glass, though 'deglassifying' the kitchen took only ten minutes.
` The next day, I got my computer back from the shop, fully repaired, along with a surge protector (which I got at Radio Shack, where I met yet another guy I don't intend to call).
` Then, before I was finished hooking it up, Wayne came over to install my lock. Finally! Well, he drilled a huge hole in my door for the lock to go through - leaving me to clean up all the sawdust - though he only put in the half of the lock that fits on the door.
` The other half, he says, he'll get some time later.
` On top of that, he chided me for not having a dish rack because my dishes on the counter make his house look bad. Really, I think he's doing a good enough job of that already.
` Thank chickens! The people who sat down at the internet station right next to me and started whispering have finally left! So now, the library is whisper-free... and I have only ten minutes left. Waaa!
` As for last night's show, Lou and Brian sounded pretty good.... Unfortunately, the only people who showed up to see them - out of everyone who said they would come - were Brian's friends and Lou's friend Brad, though he had to leave early because he had work the next day.
` Like, uh... what happened to all those other people who said they were going to be there?
` Well, I got to go. Looks like opening my gmail might actually work this time, so I'll see what I got!
7 comments:
I actually caught myself thinking; 'At least half a lock is better than no lock at all', but I realized there is no logic to that at all.
D'oh!
haha Galtron! i thought the same thing - and then i thought you should tell him you don't want to buy a dishrack since you're afraid of someone coming in and stealing it - seeing as how you don't have a working lock!!!!
just get a dishrack and prop it against the door.
` Heh heh! You're right, Galtron! Though I must say that technically, half a lock is a little better than no lock at all, simply because it means I'm only that much closer to having a whole lock.
` And FYI, the lock I don't have is in my room. There's a lock on the kitchen door, and every other door downstairs. Just not mine.
` I'm special that way.
Does this Wayne have something against you?
` Nah, it's just that Wayne installed modern doors on every room but the one on the end, and he just left it that way even after I'd signed the contract for it!
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