Saturday,
March 1, 2008

And oh, thank GOD February is over

Not the greatest month ever -- lots of shit happened to too many people, so I'm quite happy to see March roll around, if only because it's the birthday month for the three Michaels in my immediate family.

Of course, now I have to figure out what to get them. Whee...

Well, that's just stupid

As you know (Bob), I live in an apartment complex. Periodically we will get notices through the door reminding us that we need to keep our balconies and doorways neat and tidy. These are reinforced by inspections, with a $25 fine if you have trash, broken furniture or other detritus on your balcony.

I actually don't have much of a problem with this -- it's not my property, I just rent it, so the owners can do what they like (and if they annoy me enough I can vote with my feet). HowEVER, I just read through the list of banned items and at the very end, much to my surprise, is "fake silk flowers."

Wha? I don't get this at all. And yes, I have an attractive footed urn next to my door with an array of rather nice silk flowers in it, as well as a flowering dogwood wreath on my door. I use silk flowers because 1) I live in a second floor apartment with no easy ground-floor access to water, 2) I usually don't GO through the front door (we have an attached garage), and 3) humping water up and down the stairs everyday, particularly during the broiling Texas summer, is a pain in the tuchus. Thus, my nod to artificiality. And they aren't plastic, ugly or gaudy -- they're a pretty spray of spring-type blooms.

So, this is stupid. And I will do what I usually do when faced with Teh Dumb -- I'll move the flowers into the garage during the inspection day (Monday, I believe) then put them right back out on Tuesday.

In the meantime, however, I did clean the balcony while listening to Episode 08 of We're Mean Because You're Stupid, which is the only way I can get through horrendous cleaning chores these days. Pots were put away in the storage closet (they'll come back out when I replant in a couple of weeks), all detritus was hauled down to the garage to await trash day on Monday, and the concrete floor swept clean of dirt and leaves. THEN, I washed the windows, doors, walls and furniture, then splashed a couple of bucketsful of water on the floor to rinse it off. As soon as everything's dry, I'll put the furniture back in place.

Can I have a Bailey's now, please?

And finally, a question

Okay, if I were to do a podcast (by myself at the moment, although I'm trying to persuade the Bodacious Brit that he does indeed have a voice for radio), what would you want to hear on it? My general ramblings about stuff? The occasional story snippet? Interviews with whomever I could club to the ground and drag to a microphone? Give me some feedback, people!

<< Back  |  Email  |  Home  |  About  |  Forward >>