I had one and it broke. So I either have to get that one fixed, get a new one, or make a meaningful attempt to learn how to download my cell phone pictures onto a computer.
Anyway, last night was a night not unlike any other of my Monday nights.
Worked like crazy till 8:00. Went straight to the grocery store.
While there, Plumber called, met him for a fast drink. (While groceries were getting rancid in my car)
Got home around 10:30pm, a full 14 hours after I left for work in the morning. So I put rancid groceries away. Throw some Kielbasa on the grill and take the guard dog out for a walk. Thinking I had time to at least go around the block once.
I'm walking back towards my house and I smell kielbasa and I'm thinking, "Gee, I can't believe you can smell that all the way down here".
I know it's my kielbasa, because, quite frankly, who else would be cooking it at 11:00 pm.
I get in the house and my whole house is smelling like the Warsaw ghetto.
I go out in the back yard and open the grill.
Um, yeah. You know it. Kielbasa is on fire.
So I put out the fire and I wish I could post the picture that I took of the burnt kielbasa turds.
Too funny. Burnt to a crisp.
So I have to make something else.
I figured the grill is already hot. (Understatement)
So I throw on some hot dogs and sweet sausage.
To make a long story short. I cooked them and was just getting ready to sit down to eat after a long, long day.
Oops, wait, I thought to myself, I better to the bathroom because once I sit down. I am not getting back up for anything.
I go up to bathroom.
Come back down the steps in about three minutes.
Does anyone know how long it takes for a black lab to eat a pound of sweet sausage and six hot dogs?
I do. Under three minutes.
He better hide behind those glasses!
I gave up. Went to bed.
Damn Smokey the Guard Dog better watch his step. A few more acts like that and he's back the the Big House!
Anyway, lets go to "Club Bones" for AMG on Thursday. There is a Steeler game on and we can sit in the side room and watch.
See you all around 8 on Thursday.
LATE EDITION: I bet you guys didn't know you had a bronze medalist as your leader. I know, I know. It's hard to be humble. Check out Stories from the Road on my blog roll to the left. Judi is a friend of Dan's cousin Angela. We've only met a few times, but quickly realized we were twins separated at birth. Her, unfortunately being whisked away through the tubes!