Before we get started on this dubious exercise, I want to alert you to a fresh-baked episode of the Jeff Kay Show podcast, right here. This time ’round I discuss an eavesdropping session at a breakfast buffet, the Circle of Life at a McDonald’s drive-through, and my pain-in-the-ass Lenovo computer. Please check it out and give me your… gentle feedback. And if you missed the first one, here it is.
I have a dude who does a super-light touch production on the podcast. I told him, even before the first episode was recorded, that I wanted it to remain rough. I don’t want some shiny polish on it; it should be more Ramones than Steely Dan. But he has free reign to clean up any major issues and is doing a bang-up job as far as I can tell. However, he told me he’s going to be on vacation in a couple of weeks, so I’m going to have to send him two episodes next week. We’ll see how that goes. Already the rhythm is being interrupted. And I’m not sure how many ums one person can generate in a single week. But we’ll find out.
Yesterday I opened the drawer in our kitchen where we keep the aluminum foil ‘n’ shit. I was getting ready to “cook” some mini tacos for lunch and needed some foil. But I was surprised to find a pack of wieners in there. They were opened, and four remained. Nathan’s in case you were wondering. And somebody put them in the foil drawer. WTF? I asked Toney about it and she said the older boy grilled some hotdogs the night before, and must’ve done it. How? I sometimes catch myself almost putting a half-gallon of ice cream in the pantry, or whatever, but never go all the way with it and just walk away. Are you familiar with this phenomenon? If so, please tell us about it in the comments. I don’t know for sure, and might be slandering the boy, but there is a small chance… just a tiny chance… that alcohol might have played a part in this. I’m just spitballing.
We’re completely out of cell phone data, the whole family, and it doesn’t refresh until 6/16. Man, that really boils my cabbage. Additional gigs cost an enormous amount, on top of the regular enormous amount we pay monthly. We almost never run out, but the Myrtle Beach trip killed us, I think. Plus, I listen to the Reds at work sometimes, so that doesn’t help. Grrr… Any idea how much unlimited data costs through Verizon? I could look myself, but I’m disgracefully lazy. I might have to give that Paul a call, over at Sprint. He seems like good people.
On Saturday Toney and I did a Costco run, where the mini tacos were procured (fukkin yum), and there was some dude in the parking lot doing a breathalyzer test for a passel of not-amused cops. This was at 1 pm or thereabouts. In a Costco parking lot. Wotta douche. All my breathalyzers have taken place after dark. I’m very proud of that fact. Actually, that’s a joke of sorts. I don’t think I’ve ever actually taken a breathalyzer test. I have, however, on several occasions been forced to touch my nose and walk a line, etc. Always after dark, thank you very much. And no DUIs. In fact, the last time it happened I was on my way home from work — at my current job — and the guy was CONVINCED I was drunk. Or he wanted me to be, or something. He put me through a whole battery o’ tests and I was stone cold sober. Until I got home, of course. Anything to share on this subject? Use the comments.
And I need to wrap it up, boys and girls. I put a couple of Questions in there, but I’ll leave you with another one. In the comments, if you’re so inclined, please tell us how you met your significant other. Or your ex, or whatever. I met Toney at work, at WEA Atlanta. Dating people from work probably isn’t the best idea, but we’re coming up on our 25th wedding anniversary. So, sometimes it pans out. What about you? Tell us all about it, if you want.
And I’ll be back on Monday with some more of this quality material.
See ya then!