Short sweet and to the point is the theme of the day.
Yesterday about ten minutes after I finished the blog I went outside to bring in the recycle tote. On the way back in I stopped to pet Silvia (the cat who lives across the street but hangs out here because we take care of her) when I heard a "HELLO." I stopped, turned toward the voice, and saw the kitty corner neighbor (that's across the street diagonally....or for Rebecca, Diagon Alley). He yelled something at me and I did a shoulder shrug I can't hear you gesture and moved closer to the street. He yelled again, and again I did the shrug, "I'm a little hard of hearing," I said, moving closer to him.
"When are you and your wife going to sell me the car?" he asked. I told him about needing it and driving it all of a thousand miles over the past two years. I also told him when the time came he was the first in line. It's nice to know we have a buyer. I hope he doesn't change his mind over the next five years
A local who happens to be a state assemblywoman has been charged with felony grand theft after allegedly shoplifting at Neiman Marcus in San Francisco.
She was charged with one count of felony theft and pleaded not guilty. Her spokesman called the incident “a mistake and a misunderstanding,” adding “she has never had more than a speeding ticket in her life.”
He said she had planned to purchase the items – even calling a salesperson to set up the transaction on a separate floor – but then “got distracted, had a snack in the cafe” and left the store.
Now, I truly don't care if she is guilty or not, that's up to her and her conscience. I would like to know what it feels like to have almost twenty five hundred dollars worth of items on my person and FORGET ABOUT THEM. I would be so f-ing nervous, no, I take that back. I would NEVER spend that much in a department store. That must have been one tasty snack she got in the cafe.
My God, this is a great piece of Tiramisu, it's all I can think about.
Tomorrow is Wanda's birthday. Just in case I forget I wanted it in writing today.
Dungeness crab is on sale at Raley's. We had some last week end but it's so good and the season so short we picked a couple up for dinner tonight.
I picked out two crab, Wanda a loaf of french bread and up to the check out stand we went, Wanda walking in front of me. She put the bread on the counter I put the crab in the bag area. The check lady rang up the bread and I knew she wasn't going to add the crab. "We're together," I said while moving closer to Wanda.
"But I can understand how you would wonder what a great looking guy like me would be doing with an old broad like her."
Tomorrow is Wanda's birthday. It's one more year the "old broad" has been putting up with the likes of me.
Don't you think she deserves a medal?
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