Less than Random Acts. Still Kind.
Mar. 29th, 2021 10:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogI was away for most of the day today- out before 9, not home until close to 5- and my travels were generally unremarkable. It was what happened in my absence that's worth mentioning.
Half an hour into my drive, I got a call from the plumber who was scheduled to re-fix our kitchen drain. Two Mondays ago, he came to solve the problem that involved both that sink and the laundry tub below it, but by this past Friday morning, the kitchen sink had begun backing up and the usual efforts to plunge and treat got nowhere. I put off calling the guy until late that afternoon when I wound up, where else?, Ed Young's Hardware to get a dishpan so we could get through the weekend. Their plumbing service had just closed, but I got a call in first thing Saturday and they promised to come first thing today. Same guy as last time. Probably put in more time this go-round than he did the last, and this time he got it cleared out. No charge, because it was within 30 days of the previous visit.
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I got the other good news when I got home. "My drive" was in Eleanor's car, since it's been pretty windy for days here and JARVIS does not do well at higher speeds when being buffeted about. I completely forgot to take her car's charging cable, so it was all on petroleum fumes there and back. When I got home, I discovered that after the plumber visit, Eleanor went out in my car, hit the local car wash, and got my entire interior cleaned. It had gotten pretty grubby in there with all the dog park visits and whatnot, and her stay at Delta Sonic was kinda surreal. For one thing, she had a dead cat with her: they'd sent the bill for Evil Cat's "final services" and were also ready to turn over her ashes, plus the cat carrier she went into the vet in on her final one-way voyage. So Eleanor had all that to drag out of the car when she got to the car wash waiting area. Said area was also funkier than usual, since they're renovating the building- a small portion of it was still open, plus a trailer outside for more people. One other customer had even more crap to remove from her car than Eleanor did- and that didn't count what was in the trunk, which the customer specifically told them not to go into. Somebody cracked a joke about whether she had a body back there. Maybe not the best time to tell that joke when somebody else has a box of ashes from a dead cat in her belongings;)
In the end, it all worked out. I had one other project I'd hoped to finish with a Rochester client today, but with the plumbing agitas and refinance news (we finally got our commitment on the lower-appraisal new mortgage but still have work to do), I asked for permission or forgiveness, not sure which, and got them to hold off on finalizing it until I'm back there a week from this Wednesday for my second vaccination.
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Tonight we finished a Spooky Creature Double Feature: earlier in the weekend, we watched Freaks of Nature as a rental on Prime, a 2015 comic horror film in which zombies, vampires and humans all fight among themselves before joining force to combat aliens who've picked their strange small town for their landing spot. Denis Leary is probably the biggest star star star in the cast, but Josh Fadem steals it as a nerdy zombie; he's been in Better Call Saul, among other things we need to catch up on.
Lycanthropes were shamefully underrepresented in the film, though, so last night I tracked down John Landis's comic masterpiece American Werewolf in London, which held up remarkably well for the 40 years since it was made. It was filmed only a couple of years before I lived in W9 for a summer, and the scenes of the Circus, the Tube and the queues for double-deckers brought back some cool visual memories for me- even if I never saw a werewolf eating a chartered accountant in Tottenham Court.
(The one in the film, though? His hair was PERFECT;)
Half an hour into my drive, I got a call from the plumber who was scheduled to re-fix our kitchen drain. Two Mondays ago, he came to solve the problem that involved both that sink and the laundry tub below it, but by this past Friday morning, the kitchen sink had begun backing up and the usual efforts to plunge and treat got nowhere. I put off calling the guy until late that afternoon when I wound up, where else?, Ed Young's Hardware to get a dishpan so we could get through the weekend. Their plumbing service had just closed, but I got a call in first thing Saturday and they promised to come first thing today. Same guy as last time. Probably put in more time this go-round than he did the last, and this time he got it cleared out. No charge, because it was within 30 days of the previous visit.
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I got the other good news when I got home. "My drive" was in Eleanor's car, since it's been pretty windy for days here and JARVIS does not do well at higher speeds when being buffeted about. I completely forgot to take her car's charging cable, so it was all on petroleum fumes there and back. When I got home, I discovered that after the plumber visit, Eleanor went out in my car, hit the local car wash, and got my entire interior cleaned. It had gotten pretty grubby in there with all the dog park visits and whatnot, and her stay at Delta Sonic was kinda surreal. For one thing, she had a dead cat with her: they'd sent the bill for Evil Cat's "final services" and were also ready to turn over her ashes, plus the cat carrier she went into the vet in on her final one-way voyage. So Eleanor had all that to drag out of the car when she got to the car wash waiting area. Said area was also funkier than usual, since they're renovating the building- a small portion of it was still open, plus a trailer outside for more people. One other customer had even more crap to remove from her car than Eleanor did- and that didn't count what was in the trunk, which the customer specifically told them not to go into. Somebody cracked a joke about whether she had a body back there. Maybe not the best time to tell that joke when somebody else has a box of ashes from a dead cat in her belongings;)
In the end, it all worked out. I had one other project I'd hoped to finish with a Rochester client today, but with the plumbing agitas and refinance news (we finally got our commitment on the lower-appraisal new mortgage but still have work to do), I asked for permission or forgiveness, not sure which, and got them to hold off on finalizing it until I'm back there a week from this Wednesday for my second vaccination.
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Tonight we finished a Spooky Creature Double Feature: earlier in the weekend, we watched Freaks of Nature as a rental on Prime, a 2015 comic horror film in which zombies, vampires and humans all fight among themselves before joining force to combat aliens who've picked their strange small town for their landing spot. Denis Leary is probably the biggest star star star in the cast, but Josh Fadem steals it as a nerdy zombie; he's been in Better Call Saul, among other things we need to catch up on.
Lycanthropes were shamefully underrepresented in the film, though, so last night I tracked down John Landis's comic masterpiece American Werewolf in London, which held up remarkably well for the 40 years since it was made. It was filmed only a couple of years before I lived in W9 for a summer, and the scenes of the Circus, the Tube and the queues for double-deckers brought back some cool visual memories for me- even if I never saw a werewolf eating a chartered accountant in Tottenham Court.
(The one in the film, though? His hair was PERFECT;)
Firstly...
Date: 2021-03-30 11:36 am (UTC)I loved American Werewolf In London. Big Jenny Agutter fan here, ever since Logan's Run. :)
Re: Firstly...
Date: 2021-03-30 12:02 pm (UTC)I didn't remember Jenny Agutter from this, other than loving the film (and her) when it first came out, but I did see she was recently in a Bill Nighy film we recently watched, Sometimes Always Never. Now I've got to go back and check her older self in that.
Re: Firstly...
Date: 2021-03-31 10:01 am (UTC)Turns out, my ancestors were Scandanavian. I hesitate to say Viking, since we now know that may have been a cultural label rather than actual ancestry. But I remember strapping a sword to my hip at a costume party one time and feeling it was somehow *exactly* where it was supposed to be. Genetic memory?
The mapping for my DNA showed my people moved into Europe, picking up the Dutch and Irish lines, then moved across the Atlantic directly to the Ohio Valley (I'm from Cincinnati originally), where Cherokee tribes lived. Although I never heard a family story about Cherokee blood, it's really common in that area--and as we know dental records don't lie.
So, needless to say, this image speaks to me. :)