The Embry Riddle
I managed to get up in time for laundry today.
And yet, I did not get the laundry done. Pretty much as soon as I got out of bed I got an SMS from the postal service. Saying that they were going to deliver a package to me today. I had ordered a new external hard drive (you can never have too many hard drives) for that extra christmas money I had coming. So they decided to deliver that today. And I decided to stay home and wait for it. If I hadn’t been home to receive it then it would have gone back to the post office. And I have mentioned that they have closed down our local post office, right? So I would have had to gone looking for the new one. Plus a hard drive being slightly fragile I felt better about getting it right away and saving it from another day of being thrown around and man-handled.
The mailman came around noon. I had booked the laundry room for 10 am. So I am one hard drive richer but my clothes are still dirty.
I decided to go out and get some fresh air. Did some shopping. And went to the laundry room and booked it for Wednesday. So that’s all good. And guess what I saw outside? Snow. There was snow: Not a ton. But a good little amount. I’m not sure when it has come. I didn’t leave the apartment all weekend so it probably came during that. Most of it was bunched up at the sides of roads and paths so it can’t have been quite newfallen. But nice enough nonetheless. Almost like a little late white christmas, what with the present package as well.
There was another treat in the mail. A letter from Luis. With a photo! You’re quite right, Luis. I didn’t know what you looked like. But I do now. Quite handsome I must say. Although I don’t understand why you were wearing an eyepatch and a parrot on your shoulder?
(Sorry Luis, just trying to confuse the general public)
A job well done.
January 5th, 2009 at 22:40
Alright, who told you about my parrot?? Damn those wood nymphs!! Feed them fried pig bellies and let them borrow my car and they think they own you! Bah!!
Well, since we know what you look like, it’s only fair turn you know what we look like…well me at least.
Plus, it’s a way of saying thanks. I think you give more than we actually deserve. We’re basically these people all over the world who read your blog, your life in essence. It’s not an easy thing for you to literally gut yourself open.
But you make it so that we do talk about our lives, Debster and myself and many others who frequent here.
Of all the blogs I read yours is the only one I read all the time. Even when I’m up in Los Angeles for vacation I manage to log on and read. I may not be able to respond but I do read them.
Also, that photo of me. I was going to make into a xmas card, just like how you do with yours…until I saw the price. And being a cheap skate at heart, I ain’t going to pay that much to send all those xmas cards to people I basically see all the time. Heck no. So that photo is the only prototype I have.
Guard it well, my Danish friend, or the wood nymphs will curse me the day I was born.
It’s like watching Debster on a pogo stick. It’s both fascinating and horrifying, but you can’t look away. You just have to stare.
**Is she reading this? You know she’s got this death stare, Plume. One look and I turn into a pillar of salt–thank goodness I’m on a low-sodium diet**
January 5th, 2009 at 23:43
Alright, LuisLemmings! One death stare coming your way! Let’s make it TWO death stares!
Did you talk to my husband about the “fascinating and horrifying” pogo stick thingy? He sure thought that was funny!!
Better not stand outside, Mr. LuisLemmings Pillar of Salt. It’s going to rain on you!
Yes, when I first started to read Plume’s blog, I didn’t see lots of comments. And I wondered if I would be committing a horrible blog faux paus by commenting and saying a little bit about myself.
I remember Plume’s reply: Sure you can comment, please comment. Make as many comments as you want. (See I can blame it on Plume, he encouraged me in the first place.)
PS: a parrot and an eye patch?? I never would have guessed you looked like that!
January 7th, 2009 at 5:26
And you wonder why all of Plume’s friends are crazy!!
:)
January 7th, 2009 at 21:58
Who you calling “crazy”, pirate boy????
January 7th, 2009 at 22:38
Alrite, break it up you two! Don’t make me come over there!
LuisLemmings – I was very happy to get that picture, I’ll take good care of it dontyouworry. I appreciate it. As I appreciate your crazy comments, you fruitcake, you.
Debster – I’m certainly glad you decided to speak up. My life would be poorer without you and your husband and goats and donkey and whoever else stops by.
And luckily your death stare can’t hurt me as long as I’m wearing this tin foil hat!