| Apr. 3rd, 2006 @ 07:51 pm Sitting on the Porch of the Lake |
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Current Mood:  cold
It's not a dock on the bay, but it's all I've got. It's a chilly 46°F (8°C) right now and rainy. It's a cozy 70°F inside, but for my internet access to be available (by bumming it off an unsecured Netgear router somewhere nearby), I sit outside in the chill and amongst the raindrops and rainbows.
I'm up in the suburbs of Seattle, Washington. And just to dispel the myth, today is reportedly the first time it's rained in weeks. There has been some hints that I brought the moist weather with me. Which is ridiculous, of course; if I had that sort of power, it'd be slowing with lightning. I think that'd be a pretty cool combination (no pun intended, though delightfully noted).
The rumors is I'll be up here on quasi-business; Tubby is doing something for work, and trying to fly without extending my wings, I've headed off to get a few things done with our local vendors for stuff we use at the fire station. (It seems my ability to speak in English and haggle even the most stubborn of salespople has won me the entirely undesired job of Purchasing Duck for the fire department.)
It could be worse, of course. I was treated to a buffet-style buffet today for lunch, and I decided that being the third day of April Showers, I should go all out with the carbohydrates: pastas and breads. And a soft serve for dessert, though honestly, the ice cream was merely garnish for the plethora of rainbow sprinkles that adorned my bowl.
I'm just waiting for Tubby to figure out how to tie his shoes ("over, under, in and out, that's what shoe tyin's all about"), then we'll be heading out for the evening meal of dinner (or supper, depending on your regional preference). I note this only as I heard the guy behind me order a "pop" as his beverages shortly after I got my "soda." Maybe I'll see if I can get "soda water" to make a comeback as as an in-vogue phrase with the under 70 crowd... |