Best of all, he's approved, without blinking, two days a week working from home. HALLOO.

YAY!

And boo, Hec, that sucks.

Also, comic about the oxford comma: [link]

A good electrician can document that the battery is taking a charge, but not charging fully. In my small town (which is by no means the world's cheapest place) the diagnosis would run about 200. In a city where there is more competition, you might get the diagnosis cheaper. Don't know if a written diagnosis would be enough to pressure Honda to honor the warranty or not.

Catahoulas are pretty but apparently pretty difficult.

I say again, you just don't want a smart dog. Smart = high strung problem solvers who need way more stimulus than the average pooch. Catahoulas really are beautiful. I love the merle coat. It is all impressionistic and such. They also have gorgeous eyes. But yeah, herders with a high need to work.

And since this is kind of the "neighborhood likes carrots" thread, a couple of vignettes: last night while walking home from a "Renovator's Happy Hour" down the street, I stopped to chat with my neighbor and another neighbor I hadn't met yet, when here comes the local doggie escape artist. I grabbed her collar, guy I don't know offered his belt for a leash and walks around the corner with me to take her home (and retrieve his belt). I was glad to meet him - he rides around on a bike with his parrot. His real, live parrot. You better bet I did a double take the first time I saw them.

Tonight, a guy I know because he hangs out on J's porch gave me some screws to fix the mud guard in my wheel well, and tells me that M has a hydraulic jack I can use. Then J got home and there was good natured ribbing, as always, and then I took Frankie for a walk. Met an older gentleman who's lived in the neighborhood since he was a kid, has a wood shop across from his house (I wondered what that was!), and may buy some wood from my organization. We probably talked for about ten minutes. Reinforcing how crazy block-by-block this town is, he asked where I live and responded to my answer, "All the way down there?" (I live four blocks away towards the river). And then "How is it down there?" I told him it was great. He was complaining how the neighborhood had changed; people used to sit on there porches, kids used to play together... on my block they still sit on the porch, and walking home I passed two dozen kids of all ages at the park.

Good times. I do love this neighborhood.

And Nora cooked me a fab birthday dinner of shrimp and grits last night and we watched an episode of Leverage.

Perkins, are you going to be in the bay area on October 16? Wanna have dinner?

Normally I would be all over that with polka dots and a bag of chips, but on the 16th I will be eating tacos or sushi or both in Hawaii with shrift.

Also, I have that thing ready to send to you, but the mailing process defeated me this week. Monday!

A good electrician can document that the battery is taking a charge, but not charging fully.

Ooo, thanks. Do they need to be an auto electrician, or would residential work as well? 'Cause I kinda work with a few...

YAY HAWAII! I didn't know what your dates were -- we're walking the half marathon and sleeping one night in a hotel room that has no preschoolers in it!

You are wonderful!

on the 16th I will be eating tacos or sushi or both in Hawaii with shrift.

Ooh, that sounds like an excellent plan.

we're walking the half marathon and sleeping one night in a hotel room that has no preschoolers in it!

Wheeeee!