Sucks. Good luck.
Had thoughts of going skiing. Instead, there is water running down my bedroom wall and dripping from the ceiling because the upstairs bathroom sink cold water supply line has apparently been spraying water for several hours. On hold with Allstate now. Homeownership is bullshit.
Thank you for asking, friend. I feel better today. No issues other than feeling wiped out. But, I am no longer sore, no headache, no fever, and I got a NyQuil-assisted great night of sleep. Weird. If I was not working from home, I would have called in sick again today until I get the results of my covid test. It would appear though that I got some quick hitting 24 hour thing.No dork logger activities by @I Are Baboon . You good over there?
I was about to email Randee to ask if you were OK...'Morning!
Thank you for asking, friend. I feel better today. No issues other than feeling wiped out. But, I am no longer sore, no headache, no fever, and I got a NyQuil-assisted great night of sleep. Weird. If I was not working from home, I would have called in sick again today until I get the results of my covid test. It would appear though that I got some quick hitting 24 hour thing.
Too bad you didn't get a "water line is fucked" alert last night, eh?Just got a "powder alert" email from Monarch.
What would have been helpful is a "buying a home is bullshit" alert 20 years ago.Too bad you didn't get a "water line is fucked" alert last night, eh?
Was this before or after you showed him/her your meat and two veg on a video call?I just informed my department chair of what "pulling a Toobin" means
Was he?I just informed my department chair of what "pulling a Toobin" means
this is what you get for releasing winter beers before winter startsJust spent 2 hours stooped over under the brew deck, ankle deep in spent grain, pulling the check valve on our spent grain line to replace the flange seal that blew. Disassembly, clean parts, inspection, replace blown seal, reassembly, clean-up, restart the grain-out process... seal on other side of check valve blows out.
funny.Too bad you didn't get a "water line is fucked" alert last night, eh?
Much like having kid(s) the advice can be proffered, but is likely to be ignored (at the time). It is only later... when we have gained more wisdom... do we see the MONSTROUS error of our ways.What would have been helpful is a "buying a home is bullshit" alert 20 years ago.
"Buy a brewery," they said.Just spent 2 hours stooped over under the brew deck, ankle deep in spent grain, pulling the check valve on our spent grain line to replace the flange seal that blew. Disassembly, clean parts, inspection, replace blown seal, reassembly, clean-up, restart the grain-out process... seal on other side of check valve blows out.
Batting .500 here.Much like having kid(s) the advice can be proffered, but is likely to be ignored (at the time). It is only later... when we have gained more wisdom... do we see the MONSTROUS error of our ways.
This reminds me of a joke about a penguin....blown seal...
“Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.” – Steven WrightIt is only later... when we have gained more wisdom... do we see the MONSTROUS error of our ways.
Same.Batting .500 here.
I'd say, give the appropriate weighting of those two things... you're batting about .850.Batting .500 here.
I tried XC skiing a couple of times with my wife who grew up doing it.managed to convince my boy to get out for a quick ski at lunch:
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Yup. Head and arms tangled in brush, head below feet, stupid boards still strapped on, how the fuck do I untangle myself from this mess?I tried XC skiing a couple of times with my wife who grew up doing it.
I liked it on the flat or gentle rolling terrain, but any kind of hill going up or down, generally resulted in me crashing in some way and laying there cursing the stupidity as a method of transport.
yup. and me chasing my kid up the hills has resulted in me vomiting in my mouth, and driving home with a splitting headache. the cardio required to do it at a high level is mind boggling to me.I tried XC skiing a couple of times with my wife who grew up doing it.
I liked it on the flat or gentle rolling terrain, but any kind of hill going up or down, generally resulted in me crashing in some way and laying there cursing the stupidity as a method of transport.
Exactly that. I'd never skied so a downhill that gained speed resulted in a crash. Uphill I could never seem to have enough traction to not slide backwards like a Wile E. Coyote scene. Then curse loudly as I'm laying there tangled up.Yup. Head and arms tangled in brush, head below feet, stupid boards still strapped on, how the fuck do I untangle myself from this mess?