'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It's a windy day here -- enough that it blew the (unlatched) back porch door open. Which meant that I caught Mr. Whitey Bulgercat creeping out to explore the backyard that he so rightfully wants to dominate.
He's not the brightest cat, so he was quickly corralled. But now that he's been reminded that there's A Door that could let him out, he's camping out by it. Not much of a brain, but once a damn idea gets into it....
The good: I made strawberry rhubarb pie.
The bad: I ate too much of it and felt sick.
I need food-sharing to come back.
Also how did the dog race around for HOURS last night, until waaaaay pst our usual bedtime, and yet not sleep any more than usual today??
Whew, vivid dream last night was like a movie about turncoats in a Victorian/Edwardian school for assassins who use wuxia style martial arts, with Eva Green and Dan Stevens as the principals and Tom Hardy as a British soldier helping them. Now I'm disappointed that the movie doesn't actually exist.
Now I'm disappointed that the movie doesn't actually exist.
Me too!
Me three!
I came into the office after lunch. As I feared unvaccinated janitor is not wearing a mask.
FLAMES! On! The! Side! Of! My! Face!!!!!
I ran to Safeway on lunch, to get the doggo food and they had a new big sign at the entry that masks aren’t required if you’re vaccinated. Fuck that noise, you think I trust people???
Meara I saw the same at Walmart on Sunday (where I have to get dog’s insulin). FUCK THAT. I was happy to see most people still wearing masks.
It’s gonna be the unvaccinated going maskless. No doubt.
So on Saturday I went out in the city with some friends and one of the bars we went to used the Excelsior Pass... so I signed up for it (shockingly quickly), went into a bar with my friends, exchanged smiles with the bar tender who made me a VERY good Caipirinha, and sat there drinking and chatting with my friends. It was like we'd all just turned 21 again. It was like a brief visit to the Before Times.
I haven't seen it mentioned, but seemingly today is Bob Dylan's birthday ... his 80th (!).