Man’s life has three phases and they proceed in order: fiction, nonfiction, and reference. — Gogu.
Joe: Uh, G., I came up with that line about 20 years ago.
Gogu: Sure.
Joe: Oh, what the hell. It’s too much work to argue.
Ol’ Split Oar says— A man needs a hobby. I’m getting into birding. You wouldn’t believe how birders come running for a rarity.
Working up a fake Red-throated Loon for the lake from an old decoy and gonna take photos.
Ol’ Split Oar says—I set up a bar at the lodge. Stumps for stools and all that rustic crap. Problem is, so far I’m the best customer.
The wife would’ve been even better for business. I named a drink after her: The Drowned Lady.
Funny how people in a relationship start behaving more alike over time. Psychologists call it “behavioral synchrony.”
Carla has started using ornate vocabulary that sounds a little odd out of her mouth. And my dishwashing is deteriorating towards “Costa Rican clean.”
@technicoluor Yeah I was in the grocery just yesterday and looking at Cosmic Crisps for a buck less a pound but I thought, Nope, won't be fooled again.
Went home happy with Honey Crisps.
Carla lived for a long time in a traditional Costa Rican house—cinder block, no glass, no hot water at the sink. And stingy with the dish soap.
When she came here, she washed dishes the same way. What I called “Costa Rican clean.” Yet now I’m doing a bit of that myself.