Captain’s Log 4,546
I was feeling quite not myself yesterday. Might have been a tummy bug. I went to George and Mage’s open house and came right home and went to bed. I had two other things I needed to do but neither one of them happened. I felt like I had eaten too many green apples off the tree. Nagging gut ache that found no relief until I fell asleep. Roomie graciously went out and got me some real Mexican Coke. I drank a bottle and listened to all sorts of squeaking and rumbling going on in there. It was quite a symphony.
I feel much better this morning. Whatever it was is gone now. Sometimes, all a body needs is good rest.
The yearly white elephant gift exchange happens tonight. I am thrilled to be bringing my spotted dick. But, if I had not found that, this lovely food item would have also worked well.
Probably a good thing to include if you plan to spend 4 months in a bomb shelter and you like chicken
I have a bomb shelter under my garage. Photos will be forthcoming. The shelter is not easy reached right now. But soon. I have been down there a few times and I cannot conceive of how people could live in it. My first concern would be waste. What on earth do you do with four months of poop and pee generated by an average family? Since water would be used only for drinking, what about things like….chicken slime on the inside of this can? I don’t think people who developed bomb shelters did very good market testing.
I suppose it would have been hard to find focus group participants for a bomb shelter project. It’s not going to a research facility and eating taco shells. A bit more involved.
Doing laundry and working on the re-write of California Suite until it’s time to fetch Mia for the party. We always bring two Costco pizzas as our contribution to the potluck. Last year, someone brought what I thought were brownies. I took one and bit into it….only to discover it was gingerbread. I DESPISE gingerbread. GAG! I don’t like ginger ale or ginger snaps. GAG! I will be more mindful this year. I will watch people eat dubious food and gauge their responses before I decide to try it.