Tuesday, June 02, 2009







This is my first post on this meme. Been reading them over at JLSHall and think it looks like fun.

The book I am taking an excerpt from is "The Shroud of the Thwacker" by Chris Elliott

Here goes:

"I pray, good sir, repeat yourself, for the tempest rages too clangorously to allow me to hearken to your needs satisfactorily," replied the hot dog vendor in pretty much the way any hot dog vendor in New York City would reply today. So that told me nothing."

I am only a third of the way through this book but it is hysterical -- not a serious read by any stretch of the imagination!
It is Tuesday

I have never seen such a nondescript day in all my life. It isn't good, it isn't bad, it just seems to be Tuesday. The day started out with well intentioned plans -- a trip to the car place to get my inspection sticker, a trip to the store to pick up a couple of things, and then a day of ironing. As I got ready for the jaunt to the car place I heard the rumblings of the storms in the West -- I thought that was supposed to happen tonight -- did I really sleep through the weather last night. Hmm. So, off I went and arrived at the car place just as the bottom dropped out of the sky. It is a nice car place and they provide you with various hot drinks, cookies and a quiet reading room to wait out your stay -- I was there at 7:45. I got my hot cocoa -- not bad considering it comes out of a machine -- no cookies -- and settled in with my book to while away a couple of hours. The storm hit --- I settled deeper in the chair -- but it was all over in a second -- my wait not the rain. Apparently nobody else was there and I was the first in line and they got done with the car in record time! Yippee! So, I drive my newly washed ride out into the pouring rain through muddy puddles of standing curb water. Ugh. As I head for my house I realize I am looking head on at somebody coming toward me -- in my lane -- trying to pass someone who was going too slow. Uh, hello, it is flooding out here -- slow down. She missed me by inches and looked a little flustered to see somebody coming toward her but, hey, I was where I was supposed to be! After that I was even more anxious to get home. Had to stop at the store for a couple of things and finally got into my garage, looked out the door at the sunshine and blue sky! Couldn't they have washed my car a little slower? Darn.