Smashing Up Our Car for Fun and Profit
The poor driver's side mirror got into a fight with the garage door. And lost. Meanwhile, the family is gone all day (after I taped the mirror back onto the car), so my work productivity skyrockets.
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Joro Spiders and Subarus
My neighborhood has at least two infestations: Joro spiders and Subarus. The Joro spider infestation is far more tolerable than the Subaru car infestation because I can spray for spiders. As far as I can tell, there is no (Geneva convention compatible) solution for the Subaru infestation.
Shelia: The Spider Upstairs
My son named the biggest spider on the upstairs window Shelia, and loved her. When I cleared the webs, his sister cheerfully announced that Dad killed all the spiders, and he cried for days. "Shelia" is back, and this year I am handling it while the kids, the informant especially, are far away.
The Secret Solution for Marriage Counselors
I am not a marriage counselor, but I have a proposal. Any couple weighing divorce should sit through what I watched today: hours of two parents bickering over a five versus six o'clock handoff, until the judge scolded them both for acting like children. Most would go home and work it out.
Doing Battle with the Bugs
From the tire shop waiting room: why isn't an alignment assumed replacing all four tires? Meanwhile every soul in the waiting room is over 70+, overweight, and lamenting how hard it is to get older. I am no expert, but the one hundred fifty extra pounds might be a clue.
Dentistry & Zip Lines
Is that one shady mechanic actually more trustworthy than your dentist? Several dentists we've visited have wanted to do massive amounts of completely unnecessary work. When did pediatric dentistry become an "up sell" business?
Telepathic Bat Signal
My kids abandon the toys in my office for days. Yet the instant I finally clean them up, they swarm back as if summoned by some telepathic bat signal, build for ten minutes, and scatter again. The cycle had to wait today, though: after a week flying solo, I drove to Alabama to bring the wife home.
Fare Thee Well, Axos Bank; and the Story of the Chip Chewer
Goodbye to the bank that froze my assets "for my protection." Hello to a waiting room chip chewer with a bottomless bag of chips. And the childhood zig-zags that nearly got a house demolished.
Five Books to Rule Them All
Going through ten boxes of once-vital books, I found exactly five worth shelving. On sentimentality turning into clutter, the suspiciously fifth-grade prose of 3 Body Problem, a deliberate $10 tip my bank flagged as a possible 53% error, and the strange waves of hunger during my 18-hour fasts.
Depression Hates a Moving Target
While consultants side-lined and misunderstood me over audio-only Zoom, I was outside splitting logs with a maul, more vigorously the worse they got. Churchill had his bricks. The lesson: if your feelings are taking over, get yourself a physically strenuous hobby.
