Local Hero

Did he recognize the 12th Doctor?

Did he recognize anyone else in the cast?

I’ve done jack all on my cleaning list.

Groceries were achieved and I’ve knitted.

Eta, Posting that immediately shamed me into starting the roomba. The least effort of the cleaning, which will allow me to sit and knit more while the temp can drop more.

Did he recognize the 12th Doctor?

He's not a Whovian. His nerd realms are: Star Wars, LotR (books and films) and D&D. With some anime.

But he and my niece recognized Peter Reigart from The Mask (not Animal House).

Timelies all!

Happy Belated Birthday to all I missed this week!

We did a one-night overnight with Mr. S this weekend.(We had commitments until 5 on Friday.) It was..not great. No 911 calls, no complete meltdowns, but he didn't go to sleep until after 11:30. He, of course, woke us up at 5 because he was hungry, and he needed someone to go down the stairs with him. He woke us up a couple times after that, and we eventually got out of bed at 9:20. (He ended up taking a long nap after breakfast. sigh)

Eating birthday cake and pizza is eating well!

Things I don’t really need Monday morning—for my email to not be working and IT being slow as molasses to respond to chat.

Boo! Monday mornings are rough enough.

My poor sister had a deer jump into the side of her car this morning. This is, I think, the 4th deer vs car incident in her 50 years living up here. Also, deer are dumb. The last one jumped off the top of a snowbank onto the top of her car when she was driving home.

Not a big deal, but the sort of mistake I used to find mortifying in college, so I'm posting this to show I'm not really worried that you picture me dribbling tapioca into a cup because I get titles confused. I got "Local Hero"(Which I don't think I've really seen) mixed up with "Hero", which is summarized here. [link]

I mix shit like that up all the time, erikaj. Now I just lean into it. I also do things like when DH and I were watching West Wing last year, I called it "White House," and I still do. The Last of Us is "The Rest of us," to me (and then I always think, "Festivus!") It can be good, silly fun up in my head sometimes, I tell you what.

Took my aunt in for some eye surgery this morning, which went well, and we're chilling now. I'm spending the night just for, ya' know, company. She's super duper independent, but sometimes it's still nice to have a body around. Biopsy should come back in ten or so days to see whether she will need a Mohs procedure. Crossing fingers not, but she says the consensus seems to be she probably will. Meanwhile, I'm ignoring consensus in favor of actual biopsy. As you do.

Also, it's freaking hot, and I'd like to not go outside again today.

Over the weekend I went thrift shopping with a friend; we looked up all the independent thrift stores in my area and made them a priority over the usual Goodwill & Value Village/Savers stops.

The last store we went to HAD to have been some sort of money-laundering front. Not only did they have some of the weirdest things I've ever seen, there was no organization AT ALL, and the clerk spent the entire time we were there outside smoking. But the weirdest things: they had a small grocery side room with the sign "Discount Produce", there was the constant sound of a buzz saw coming from the back of that room, and outside the store there were plastic tubs holding wrapped packages of ground turkey. Outside. In the hot weather and direct sun.

For those on the other social medias, yes, that's the thrift store where I found the terrifying doll.

(I kinda want to go back and get her to give to a friend, but TBH I'm not sure I want to set foot in that store again. It was a little too weird, even for me.)