06:00 hrs.
In the past few days we have had some interesting things happen here at home at the Wayward Inn and farther afield. Our good friend, the Great Ghiz, made it back home. He resides to the right of the Golden Horseshoe and quite near my Outlaws and when I say quite near I'm saying they are in the same geographical area. I saw him the night before he departed at the Flying Canoe where we had an ale and I gave him a jar of homemade relish - sorry Ghiz, the homemade horseradish wasn't ready yet. When the rest of his crew didn't want to play we bounced to the Irish Place where we found a subdued birthday party taking place. Ooooh Aaaah! Not to worry, the change of scenery was good. A couple of sour ales Mr. Barkeep if you please. Ghiz ordered the McKraken rolls to snack on.
My Better Half had a guest come to the Wayward Inn for lunch yesterday. A close friend and former co-worker (JAB) is now living in Capital City. Her work has moved her family several times in the past ten years but now they're back on The Rock. I arrived home from the salt mine in the middle of their luncheon and not wanting to intrude I simply said hello before retreating to my aerie. Later my Lobster told me it was great for the two of them to catch up. Oddly enough the Great Ghiz and JAB had also worked together a number of years ago. Small world.
One of my counterparts has taken some holidays and of course things may get busy at work. That's okay. I like to be busy.....at work.
With the wet winter weather starting to hit the Left Coast it will be difficult to get my steps in walking through the neighbourhood. It's not that I don't like walking in the rain it's that I don't like walking through a monsoon. So the alternative is to breakdown and purchase a gym membership. I've been to the local place twice now with my Better Half. The equipment is first rate and the majority of the members are people like myself who are trying to improve their health at a later stage in their lives. I haven't seen any of the posturing and preening Alpha gymrats who lift chrome while eyeing themselves in the mirror and kiss their big guns after flexing them. These jerks need to be humiliated at any cost.
The Big Swede has finally pulled the pin on the long Duration Expedition. He was Out in the Weeds. I can't wait to find out about the data derived from the plethora of audio recorders he had blanketed the Valley with. That should prove to be interesting.
03 Oct 21
07:48 hrs.
Can you believe that I didn't get up until after 0700? Crazy times.
A couple of nights ago we - my Better Half and I - were invited for dinner at Sensei's house. We gladly accepted. We were informed that main course was to be bbq'ed ribs. I brought my Lone Star bib. The meal fantastic. The ribs, home grown green beans, Mac and Cheese made from scratch and coleslaw. His Lobster really out did herself. The meal was followed with craft beers and whiskey for the men. My Lobster had her regular black bubbly and our Hostess enjoy a rich red vino. Cards were dealt and games were played. Some people won some...didn't. Unfortunately, we had to trundle home earlier than I would have liked as I was employed the next morning. Ah, such is life.
If you're looking for pocket books about the South East Asian Wargames (1963 - 1974ish where the You-Alls placed 2nd) a dear friend of mine provided a bunch for me to read and/or put in the Big Book House in front of the Wayward Inn.
Today I have a couple of jobs to do. I have to pull the horseradish so I can preserve it this week, I have my lavatory to clean, i have to repair a statuary that Oma has asked me to fix, I have to get on to prepping breakfast, there are the three bee houses that still have to be cleaned and repaired for next year, I need to go to the gym - yes Dear Readers I now have my own gym membership and by the Gods in Asgaard I will use it - and somewhere in all the chaos i want to have a nap.
Autumn and the coming winter is fast approaching to the Left Coast. The leaves are changing and the volume of rain increasing daily. A lot of the smaller birds have departed but flocks geese from the north are arriving daily. In a month or so the big swans will be here too.
12:30 hrs.
Out for a walk. My Lobster headed in one direction and I another. When I get back the Oma-nator will be awake and I have some things of hers to repair. I cut up the horse radish. I split one plant and replanted it. I cleaned off the other one and cut it up. Both plants had been very root bound in the pots we had them in. Better luck next year.
14:45 hrs.
The cut up horseradish has been ground up with vinegar, salt and a bit of sugar. There is not a lot but there is enough to bake the hairs out of your nostrils. I love it. Reminds me of the stuff we would have with the roast beef when we went to Beef & Ballet in the Peg. That stuff would clean out any sinus infection known to mankind.
Well Kidlettes, it's time to sign off this post. I still have a lavatory to clean and I would like to get some writing done on the cook book. If you have any suggestions for a snappy title let me know.
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