We have confirmation on a casualty in the dogwood war on rats. After finding some of the D-Con baits empty we anxiously waited for results. Which apparently don’t take very long. On Saturday morning I found our first victim in the laundry room. Which is better than stinking up the place, but really scary in the morning when you’re trying to find matching socks. I hope all of our enemies are as considerate as this one and die in public places, just please not in my bed.
over!
I’m definatley planning my child’s birth so that their 21st birthday doesn’t fall during the week. Especially a Wednesday! But last night was fun overall, up until bobby decided that it would be a good idea to take a bright orange 15 foot Jagermeister flag hostage. Lets say that Josh was a little pissed at the idea of being banned from his favorite bar unless the flag returned. Ahh Bobby… that boy ain’t right.
I saw this car at the Vienna Metro station and I had to take a picture of it. It’s a mid sized SUV completely filled with trash and stuff. I actually saw the lady getting into the car at the end of the day, she kind of looks like my mom, which makes total sense!
Later!
So I knew we were dirty, but this is taking it to the next level. I’ve been trying to keep the kitchen a little more recentley… you know since I’d seen those roaches in the kitchen. And every once in a while we’ve seen a little mouse run across the lights in the drop ceiling. Our relationship has always been that they don’t bother us and I wont kill them. But they’ve crossed the line… they ate the water hose that goes to the dishwasher. We wouldn’t have even noticed if Charlie wasn’t back in the lab again (yo), all the water that should have been going into the dishwasher was going into the basement. Not Cool Man!
So at the Home Depot while we were getting the incompetent workers to explain where black rubber tubing is, we picked up some poison to kill those little mickeys. So this marks the start of the Dogwood war on the mice.
And how do I know this? I mean I went snowboarding this saturday and that wasn’t officially winter. It’s something that used to happen to me every day when I was waiting for the bus.
My hair froze.
In the time it took me to walk from the parking garage to the train my hair had frozen solid. I thought I’d put in some kind of new gel or something, I couldn’t figure it out for a while. I think it was 11 degrees outside when I got into my car. That’s way too cold. Also the window wasn’t iced over but it was a little dirty so I decided to use the washer fluid, bad idea. I went from being slightly annoyed with the window to completely blind pretty much instantly. Which is not good when you’re driving through the neighborhood. So I had to pull over (which is hard when you can’t see!) and wait for the window to defrost.
Twas a good morning.
So it’s not that I want to drive in the morning. Actually just the opposite I like riding the Metro to work. I wish it didn’t cost $12 per day to come to work, but it’s better than driving. But if I’m going to pay that much I really need the “sleeper seat”, it’s the one that’s tucked in between the two perpendicular handicapped seats. There were a million people at the station this morning and it was really cold out so I thought I’d just duck into a close car and find any seat, which felt like a good idea for about 3 stops. Then I started getting sleepy, I’m sure the lady next to me appreciated me falling into her all those times. So tomorrow I have to make sure I get the good seat… it’ll be better for everyone.
Later!
