I was going to have a glass of absinthe tonight but the instructions on the packaging called for me to dissolve a sugar cube into the spirit with equal parts water. Sadly, I found no sugar cubes in the house and while I briefly considered going with some densely packed brown sugar instead, I ultimately decided to forego the absinthe altogether and have some maple liquor, a favorite of Lawren’s over the course of his dog-sitting stay. An excellent choice. It’s amber whiskey base enheartens a marriage of bold flavors – maple, caramel, and industrial plastic.
To those of you asking whether or not I’d received my 3 000 000th visitor yet, the answer is yes. But, like a 40-something year old guy increasingly reluctant to celebrate his next birthday, I’ve been paying little if any attention to the stats, chiefly because I can’t reconcile the wordpress numbers with my former blogspot numbers. So, the short answer is “Yes, I have surpassed the 3 000 000th visitor mark.” And the long answer is “If you add the statistics provided by both hosting sites, it’s fairly easy to conclude that…hey, this maple stuff goes down surprisingly smooth. And the unpleasant plastic aftertaste barely lingers. Oh, where was I? Oh, yeah. The stats. It’s like comparing apples to oranges or, more to the point, Granny Smiths to Gala’s – although those enormous navel oranges to the little mandarin oranges would probably be even better now that I think of it. Ooopsy. My glass is empty. Be right back.”
What was I talking about?
Anyway, looks like I’ll be stuck at home tomorrow, waiting for the plumber to show. About a month ago, the sump pump downstairs started making this incessant pinging noise. I thought I’d solved the problem by having Lawren remove the battery but apparently not. For the past few nights, I’ve been hearing strange whooshing and dribbles emanating from somewhere above my bedroom. I figure it’s either a piping problem or those supernatural squirrels that assume a liquid state to escape predators. Whichever the case, I’m sure the plumber will be in a better position to tackle it.
Hey, Das – as a special get-well bit of info, I thought I’d let you know that I’m thinking of incorporating the occasional graphic novel into the Book of the Month Club mix. I’ve already spoken to one author/creator and plan on contacting a few more. Should be interesting.
Hmmm. I thought a drink would loosen me up creatively. Instead, it’s just made me sleepy. And given me a bit of a headache. Maybe I’m not drinking enough.