A couple weeks ago Mrs. Crappy and I made a quick trip to Columbus to finally clean out a storage unit we’d had there since before we were married. We had the help of Fred, Ethel and Juan when we loaded the truck, but we unloaded it ourselves when we got back — on the… Read More good old days.
This is Ohio. I grew up there. From where I live now, it’s less than an hour’s drive to the west. This is Columbus. This is where I was born. It’s a pretty cool place. I just spent a weekend back there, seeing a Dead show downtown, seeing high school friends I don’t see enough… Read More home.
Getting out of the hammock is difficult, and my drink is waaaay over there.
So the repair guy didn’t show up this morning, apparently because the customer service rep I spoke with told me “Wednesday” when what she meant to say was “Thursday.” If the guy shows up on Thursday he’s going to have a rough time because no one will be there to let him in except the… Read More barelytimetowait.
See all those dishes on the counter? They should be in the dishwasher underneath the counter. But the dishwasher, a lovely Whirlpool we’ve had for just over a year, has apparently decided that it needs a rest, because it quit running, right in the middle of the rinse cycle. Since its installation a little more… Read More washed up.
Should be fun.
Uncle Crappy 