Fishing ruled, except that I got sunburned like some silly white guy. I'm displeased with myself. A sunburn is a foolish and careless thing to get. At least it's mild, and I can spackle it with Aloe.
sadira caught three tasty fish, and I caught five. She would have caught more, if there hadn't been so many line tangles. Boat was pretty crowded, even though it was a weekday. I didn't get nauseous. I forgot my cigars. I drank a Bud, and then Sadira wouldn't kiss me until I erased the taste from my mouth with some fruit.
Baked fish for dinner! Lemon, butter, garlic, pepper, salt, parsley, and I forget what else.
rojagato joined us. We watched "The Secretary," which is a spiffy film about two deviant freaks that find happiness by being weird together. I couldn't quite get my head around seeing Donnie Darko's sister naked.
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Still working non-profit. Got some nibbles from headhunters, but they either want me to move to Michigan, or to work with animals again. I'd rather go to Michigan than torment mice again, and I'd rather stay here and wait for a local job than move to Michigan.
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( white_elephant )
Aug. 28th, 2003
credit where it's due
Aug. 28th, 2003 07:48 pmShout-out to Shell Car Care in Arlington.
I take it back. The fuel filler pipe emerges behind the license plate on this (and many other GM) vehicles. The plate swings out on springs to allow access to the filler cap. Some pinhead installed the tank so that the filler tube sticks out too far, and the license plate cannot be re-seated -- it sticks out at an angle, resting against the edge of the filler cap, under tension from the springs. How anyone could do such a shitty job and not notice is beyond me, so I assume they noticed and didn't care. I brought the car back and left a note. Let's see if they get it right the second time around.
People suck.