Done with this semester. Thank. God. And somehow I, of all people, got a paper-plate award for "Most Positive" at my university newspaper end-of-the-year Zoom party. And it wasn't a joke. I guess I can be a positive person sometimes.
I happened to look up at the hole way up high in my backyard maple, and saw the changing of the guard/parent for the woodpeckers nesting there (the genders look almost identical). One landed just beneath the hole and stuck his/her head in the pulled the head back out. The other woodpecker squeezed out of the hole and took off, either for a cigarette break or to find food or both. Then the one who had just landed squeezed into the hole. Kind of heartwarming to watch that little bit of backyard family life.
I had the pleasure of watching eagles do this up by Lake Mille Lacs in Minnesota one summer. They would always swab in the early morning hours, off to snag a trout from the waters to share. I could, and have, watch eagles all day, especially as they sore across the endless green of Northern Jack Pine tree tops. Best seen when fishing from a canoe. You'll be out half a day for five fish, and they'll swoop by and have one in thirty seconds, ready to eat.
I'm finding that there are 6 bedroom properties to rent at less than my current rent for a 1 bedroom! Crazy happy days! Though I am suspicious about the location, and availability of nearby work. You know the old adage.
At first glance I thought you meant cannabis, and I thought well, duh, with cannabis every bakery product tastes wonderful. At least that's my recollection, since it has been well over 30 years since I had cannabis. Cannolis, my wife tells me they have wonderful ones in Boston, though I don't know if we bought any here in the insane heartland.
They do. Nothing beats Providence, though. Except for that bakery that killed two people with salmonella a few years ago, but we don't talk about that. I think their ass was in Johnston anyway.
I made the mistake of looking at your bio, and saw that I last smoked weed seven years before you were born. Golly.
I was in Michigan in February and saw a mob of majestic Bald Eagles squabbling over the carcass of a roadkilled deer. There's a metaphor in there somewhere, but I'm not up to it yet.
I'm on fire with my book. Just gotta get what I wrote today typed up and I'm two half scenes away from being done with writing new stuff. Last forty five minutes of work had nothing in the queues so I grabbed my paper and purple pen and busted out the last half of the chapter. I'm going to meet my goal. I'm stupid happy.
All propriety and majestry goes out the fucking door when there's food on the table... particularly if there ain't enough to go around.
On the subject of my delicious cannolis, I had ordered a dozen and just realized there are only 12. Has the baker's dozen gone out the window? Maybe it was the just old bakery I used to go to but when you ordered a dozen, you got 13. Somehow, someway, I feel ripped off hahaha
Maybe. Depends if they're scaling eaches, in which case they were overinflating the price of the each, which is exactly what I would do, but I'm a dirty whore.
And I just bought a pack of ten eggs. Somehow the "dozen" thing never really took off though. However, in reference to a conversation @Homer Potvin and I were having earlier, the 7 pack of cheeze singles is now a 7+1. Not an 8 pack, a 7+1. Promotional? I dunno, I can't make heads or tails of labeling here. That black and white "Nutrition Information" box that you see on products in the US is pretty much optional here, and serving sizes can be difficult to understand. Still, cheezy goodness. Shoot, I forgot to see if the good supermarket had Kraft Macaroni and Cheese yesterday.
Toilet paper always cracks me up. 12 ultra-premium rolls are like 24 premium rolls but with the strength of 96 regular rolls! This is Sparta!