Kippur da Budgie is happy again after three days without banjo music. I just couldn’t take it anymore and wanted some blessed silence while I sip my coffee and slowly poison my mind with political arsenic. Called out the $mechanic$ yesterday to fix the flats on the mowers. Nice guy, but he was wasn’t a very competent tire changer. It was driving me crazy to keep my mouth shut. But we got one mower going, and he’ll be back to fix the other one … someday.
Annie-Annie has decided that I need a foot dog in the mornings, so I had better have my feet where I want them before she comes in after breakfast. I was a little hesitant, so now I am sitting with my body cranked 10° to the right of the keyboard. A more stalwart individual would make the mutt move but not Mr Wuss.
On the agenda today: Install Snooks new high dollar printer. Her $38 online special just wasn’t up to the task. She does tend work the snot out her printers, though, so it will be money well spent.
I will sit and sip awhile longer, though.