Sunday, August 28, 2016

Junior Mints hot cocoa and a moonwalk for vitamins

The dumb moment of the weekend happened today. I was out doing my usual weekend yard work and while trimming some bushes I sliced into the extension cord with the electric bush trimmer. It's the third extension cord I've cut this year. It had some exciting fireworks for a moment when sparks started flying. Fortunately, I didn't electrocute myself. Sometime this week I'll be making another trip to Lowe's to buy a new cord. This time I'll be looking for one that's made of Kevlar.

Anthony has settled into his new two job routine, one full time and one part time. The joy on his face when he saw the deposit into his bank account on Friday was priceless. It's nice to see him enjoy the fruits of his labor.

He and I had dinner at Culver's today (so he could get ice cream with dinner) and then shopped for this week's groceries at Walmart Neighborhood Market. Our usual Sunday routine.

I'm going to finish this blog post, iron a few shirts for the early part of the work week, and head to bed.  I have a full week of a totally boring routine ahead.

Anthony's ice cream, cheese curds,
my fries and a cute little cheeseburger at Culver's.

If poo was made into ice cream, it would look like this.

If poo was spread onto cookies, it would look like this.

Tootsie Roll hot cocoa, Junior Mints hot cocoa, and
Sugar Babies hot cocoa.
Call and make a dentist appointment right now because
you'll need it with these cavity makers in a box.

Totino's Pizza Sticks: "60 seconds to awesome"
Sounds like a date I've had.

Imagine if you will.... the conversation in the conference room at Disney
that led to these:
"What else can we brand the "Frozen" movie with? Any ideas?
I know, turkey sausage sticks from Old Wisconsin!
Because when you think of "Frozen" you think of
Turkey Sausage Sticks."

Brightly colored balls.
Sounds like a date I've had.

It's still August and shockingly, the Halloween foods
are appearing on the shelves.

Tortillas left with the English Muffins.

Abandoned Craisins on the Zebra Brownies.

Unwanted marshmallows left on the Little Debbie Shortcake Rolls.

Anthony does the moonwalk while picking out some vitamins.
The D in Vitamin D stands for Dance.

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Deep Fried Twinkies and a string of caramel

The weather this week has started getting cooler. Although, cooler is relative. We've had more days in the 90's than 100's and the last two nights I turned the blower on the swamp cooler to low at night because it was getting cold in the house. It'll likely be mid-October before we bring the space heaters back out so we are not even close to the end of warm weather.

Some actual excitement in my neighborhood tonight. Someone was murdered (shot) two blocks from where I live. We were at the grocery store tonight when the police responded so I didn't get to hear the sirens. Of course I don't wish for murders in my neighborhood. But, it's so quiet all of the time that the little part of me that craves excitement that has happened around some of the other places that I've lived caused my heart to beat a bit faster. As of this writing, they're looking for the person who did the shooting.

I didn't do any yard work this weekend. The grassweeds grew much slower than in recent weeks so I think there won't be a jungle from skipping a weekend in the backyard.

Anthony came with me today to eat at Culver's and to do some grocery shopping. It was nice having him along. I am always a little sad when I have to go on the Sunday excursion alone. That also meant I had the opportunity to take more photos today.

Anthony's back!
This is his turtle sundae at Culver's and a sign declaring his age.

Cheese curds for Anthony, burger and fries for Ken

There's an art to getting a string of caramel disconnected
so it can be placed in your mouth without making a mess.

I violated this bottle of Cran-Grape drink...
at least, according to the label I did.

This honey was so raw and unfiltered
that it wouldn't stop swearing and
told me exactly how it felt about me.

Air freshener left with bottled water.

Lookin' like a fool with this sign on the ground.

Jet Puffed Marshmallows on the floor.

Junior Mints abandoned on Nutella.

Anthony abandoned this four pack of Red Bull with the popcorn.

Hostess DEEP FRIED Twinkies in the freezer section.
You put them in the oven and bake them.
We bought 'em, are you kidding?

Well, hello there, Hello.

Anthony took the cart back to the cart corral.
He prefers to do it because he says I take too long.
I find it fun so I enjoy the experience.
He doesn't understand the joy I get from mundane tasks.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Taco Bell at sunset

A shout out to Ron W. He sent me a super nice (and rather detailed) e-mail explaining how he found my blog while searching for photos of El Taco. Since I've shot photos at El Taco Tote while eating there, he found this blog basically accidentally. He said he enjoyed seeing the photos and the crap I write, which brings to a total of four people who have ever said that. That's a significant increase from three. I'll be arranging a parade down Main Street to celebrate the occasion.

I was so exhausted from work this week that I spent most of Saturday in a state of perpetual napping. I did watch the new episode of Cops last night on Spike TV, that helped make it seem like a productive day.

Today was another several hours in the yard chopping down the grassweeds in 100 degree weather, picking up Lucky's poop, and spraying what seemed to be an explosion of weeds that have grown in the last seven days thanks to help from some rain. Eight gallons of weed killer later I'm hopeful that the weed-o-rama will calm down by next weekend.

Anthony stayed home today so I was at the grocery store solo and instead of a sit down dinner I made a run through a Taco Bell drive thru. I've eaten bean burritos at many restaurants over the years and Taco Bell still makes the best tasting ones. Give me a chicken Chalupa, a bean burrito, and some tasty waves... and I'll be fine.

Seven days ago this area was all rock and no weeds.
Today I sprayed the crap out of those suckers.
I have about a million dollars in sweat equity in this yard
and it's still ugly as hell.

The green isn't supposed to be on the left side of the line of rocks.
Die you bastard weeds, die... since I've drowned you
in gallons of delicious poison.

A wide shot of the yard from hell.
It's also Lucky's toilet.

Ken Carr Photo Art:
I call this "Taco Bell at Sunset"
The Broadway and Camino Seco location in Tucson.

I have zero interest in politics but this made me laugh...
The National Enquirer at the Walmart Market check out:
"Hillary gains 103 pounds! Eating herself to death!"
Stupid stupid stupid.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Attempting to eat a giant sandwich on a wall

This week's highlights were not very exciting. Maybe my standards for exciting are too high these days.

I got credit line increases on two credit cards, it rained several nights this week, the candy dispenser in my office ran out of candy because I forgot to buy some last week (I purchased double the normal amount at the grocery store today to fill it up), I received my mail-in ballot for the primary election, and I ordered some pants online. If that wasn't enough, I spent several hours outside in the 100 degree weather doing yard work today and I can't skip over the excitement on Friday of eating a California Burrito from Paco's. Does all of that qualify as exciting? Maybe it does.

All together now:  Wooooooooooooo for exciting.

I was excited because Anthony did go with me today to eat Sunday dinner and buy groceries. He didn't go with me for a couple of weeks so it was nice to have him back.

That calls for an extra Woooooooooooooooo.

My dinner date at eegee's enjoying a lime eegee.
It turned his tongue green.
In unrelated news, he spilled ranch dressing
on the shirt in this photo eating his fries.

Our dinner at eegee's

If only this sandwich was real...

This Western Refining truck was delivering fuel to the
Fry's gas station next door to eegee's at Broadway and Pantano.
They're supporting law enforcement one flammable truck load
of fuel at a time.
And, you're reading it right... unleaded is $1.75 a gallon.

We hit DQ at Broadway and Sarnoff for dessert.
This is my hot fudge sundae.

Anthony ordered a Peanut Buster Parfait at DQ.
He brought an eegee's menu into DQ to read
but he never ended up reading it.

Batman and Superman cereals at Walmart Neighborhood Market.
Batman eats chocolate strawberry and Superman eats
Caramel Crunch.

Cottage cheese left with the yogurt.

Garlic spread left with the bread.
(this one actually kind of makes sense)

Corn chips touching it's toe (or corner) to the floor.

Dog food and a candle left with the Swiffer dusters.

Dr. Pepper spill in the soda aisle.
(the top part of the spill kind of looks like
the shape of the state of Tennessee)