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Stumpage Reports
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Tuesday, June 24, 2003 :::
Drugs For Food
I went through the drive-through at McDonald's last night about midnight after the final haul-out and clean-up of my old apartment. The guy at the drive-through window saw me smoking in my car and said, "Hey man, can I have a cigarette? I'll give you an apple pie or sumfin for it."
I gave him a cigarette and took the apple pie in payment. I would have given him one anyway. The poor slob was working a drive-through at McDonald's at midnight, he was nice to me and spoke english, so I was even happier to help him. I hope he enjoyed that cigarette.
The Last Goddamn Moving Update
I was at my old place Monday night, gathering up little piles of stuff and planning to clean the place out Tuesday night. Romanian Neighbor Lady came in and loudly announced, "Alright Tom my Up-North Guy, we are getting this crap out of here. Take everything you do not need to clean with, pile in middle of floor, c'mon...etc etc."
Once we did that and hauled everything out to my car, we attacked the place with brooms, sponges, and rags. The happy result, thanks to her butt-kicking is I'm done and outta there, rather than looking forward to going back there tonight if I'd stuck to my timetable.
A couple of observations on household cleaning products:
Thank God for Formula 409.
If mimes are Satan's dingleberries, then Easy-Off Oven Cleaner is truly the spooge of Satan.
No more goddamn moving updates, now there will be goddamn unpacking updates.
::: posted by tom at 2:07 PM
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