I don’t know what’s going on with it. In the old days, when mice had balls, the little gears and things inside would get gunked up. And that was easy to recognize and fix. But in this new ballless era, I don’t know what the hell’s happening.
The thing is misfiring and going off-script on a regular basis. I can’t highlight text anymore, and drop-down menus won’t stay dropped-down. And when I check a box, the check disappears the second I move the cursor away.
My mouse is no longer a reliable ally.
Yeah, I know. Just buy a new one, right? I should’ve done that over the weekend… They’re only fifteen bucks or so. But I didn’t, and probably won’t have another chance until Thursday. So, until then, I’m just going to bitch about it. It’s my right as an American!
And I assume it’s the mouse that’s the problem? What do you think? Is there something else that might be causing such infuriating events to occur? I’m losing it, maaan.
Speaking of the weekend, ours was a thing of beauty here in the Upper Perogie Belt. Saturday, especially, was about as perfect as perfect ever gets. It was roughly seventy degrees, completely bugless, low humidity, clear blue skies… Oh, man.
Under the circumstances meat would have to be cooked out of doors; it’s practically required by law. And I remembered we ran out of propane during our final cookout last fall. So I grabbed the bottle and took off.
I usually go all the way to Scranton, to a U-Haul there, to buy propane. There’s no place in our little town that sells the stuff, so I have to take a road trip every time. But Toney told me there’s a “hardware store” that’s slightly closer, and gave me directions.
Yeah, and it sounded simple, but I was promptly lost. Next thing I know there are cows and horses and possibly a zebra near my car. It’s just farmland in every direction, and I think I might’ve passed through some sort of portal back to 1895.
I continued driving through the nineteenth century, and finally got to a place I recognized. Then I went to the U-Haul in Scranton, and turned a ten mile trek into thirty miles. Hell yeah!
It cost $18.00 to fill the tank, and when we moved here the price was $7.50 for the exact same thing. And so it goes.
Then we went to the state park, and enjoyed the incredible weather. Here are some pics I snapped. There’s nothing funny about them, but it might give you an idea of the beautiful day we had: the first day of spring.
Later, we cooked (incredible!) burgers on the grill, had a few Saranac Red Ales, hung out on the deck for a while, took Andy for a long walk, and watched The Hangover from Netflix.
It was one of the best days of the recent past. The kind of day that’ll make many future weekend days seem disappointing in comparison. The bar has been set mighty high, my friends.
Yesterday I downloaded the Them Crooked Vultures album from Amazon, for $2.99. I haven’t had a chance to spend much time with it. Will I like it? What do you think of it?
And speaking of music, my spiritual adviser, Paul Westerberg, had a nice piece published in the New York Times, remembering his “mentor” Alex Chilton, who passed away a few days ago.
I was lucky enough to see Chilton play live in Atlanta years ago, at a tiny club called The Point. He was great when he was performing his songs, but was grouchy and disagreeable the rest of the time. I understand that wasn’t exactly unusual behavior on his part.
But anyway… RIP Alex Chilton. Thanks for the three Big Star masterpieces. People will be obsessing over those records for the remainder of human existence. Pass the beer nuts.
And before I call it a day here, I want to share a voicemail message that was reportedly left on Dorothy’s daughter’s answering machine, in Arkansas. Oh, you’ve gotta hear it; it’s fantastic! Here’s your link.
Please help me out on Twitter and Facebook and Stumbleupon. People need to hear that audio clip. And thanks Dorothy, for sending it to me!
Question of the Day: Did you do anything interesting this weekend? What did you get into? Was the weather as perfect where you are, as it was here? Use the comments to bring us up to date.
And I’ll see you guys again tomorrow.
Have a great day!