I'll counter with the middle aged male bladder, which goes from not needing to go at all to MUST PEE NOW! with no transition time.

Yeah, but men can stand aimlessly along the side of the road, staring off at the horizon, then continue to mosey on their way.

Though that's probably not as easy to do in urban areas.

(edit: I have long been bitter about the greater number of options men have for relief in the wild)

Women used to be able to relieve themselves in the wild, too, when they wore layers of floor-length skirts and no underwear. Oh yes.

Timelies all!

Too many books to read, too much stuff on the DVR. Yet all I want to do is sit at the computer...

Women used to be able to relieve themselves in the wild, too, when they wore layers of floor-length skirts and no underwear. Oh yes.

This was the reason my great great grandmother gave for never wearing shorter skirts or underwear. She cherished her ability to squat in a field.

I don't know what I'm going to feed myself for dinner. Nothing I have to hand sounds appealing, but neither does going to the store. Hm.

I figured out how to make passable pho ga, so that is what I am making for dinner tonight.

I might be able to put together some kind of peanutty noodle thing? Worth a try.

I made cucumber sandwiches. We've reached the hot and humid stage in NC, and cucumber sandwiches are perfect.

It's a real pain in the ass to discover you must've spilled dish soap on your grody basement mop when you are trying to bleach down the floor. I was not expecting foaming. And now I have a shitton of dirty rags to run through a sanitize cycle. But hey, at least I can do that now and not have it all regurgitated out of the basement flush!

Debating trying root treatment stuff as a preventative. I don't want to kill the source of the roots (unless it is the ivy, then I'd happily pour napalm down my drains) and I don't know how effective it truly is.... OTOH, I can just schedule a snaking whenever it starts acting up rather than waiting for full stoppage. This started couple three weeks ago and I thought it was under control all last week. And then near complete blockage. So next time... I'll call earlier.

I meant to put my hummingbird feeder up last weekend, but didn't get around to it.

A little while ago a hummingbird flew up to where the feeder was supposed to be, circled around a couple times, peered through the sliding glass door at me, then flew off.

There was nothing hummingbird-attractive within 50 yards of my feeder location. I think this was a hummingbird who has visited me in previous years and remembered where to get a meal.

The feeder is up now. Perhaps he'll be back.