DJ's Detritus

A Creative Writing Class Dropout's Last Refuge

Sunday, June 28, 2020

My Mundane Existence

The indoor renovation project is complete.  We passed inspection and my wife took the inaugural shower in our new bathroom.  I like it because a big ox like me has more space.  The only downside is that I must squeegee now.  I cannot imagine what the penalty for not doing so will be.

The outside is coming along well.  Those guys bust their butts.  They had all the concrete broken up and hauled away with the first couple days.  At this point, the new landing is installed, and the pergola is up, which makes me giddy, as I’ve already told you I’ve longed for a pergola for decades.  I used to tell my mom “tea, toast, big table”, meaning I wanted my baby bottle with sweetened tea along with my usual breakfast of toast at the table, not in the highchair.  If I recall correctly, it was shortly after I outgrew that phase that I began talking to my parents about getting a pergola. Alas, my entreaty fell on deaf ears.

Now that the indoor construction is complete, my wife is working on a few accents.  Today we assembled a headboard for our bed.  I was curious about the color and she told me it was “blue ice”.  Yes, blue ice, that’s the ticket.  She’s heading down to the container store today to pick up a closet organizer, which they will install tomorrow.  I think she had the option of us installing it, but she knew full well that that would have led to WWIII, so she wisely decided to spend a few more bucks.

In other big news, I’ve submitted my resignation to my current employer and will begin what should be my final gig on July 13.  I’ll take the 10th off so we can go see the TCGs in Tahoe.  I expect to be admonished by my son for not being strict enough about social distancing.  I’ll counter with him not being strict enough about sending me some of the dough he owes me.

I missed the FC boy’s call last night, but I have a good excuse.  We went to Unc and Mashie’s for her 65th birthday celebration.  We were planning to eat outside but the Belmont fog and wind decided to descend.  It was not too bad when we got there so we had a cocktail on the deck before dinner in the dining room.  We brought the main course and sides up with use.  We would have done it here but, as mentioned, the outside is in mid-construction.  SB1’s girlfriend’s parents were there as well, whom I’ll now refer to as the Magnificent Montereyans. It seems word of this celebration got to our kids, so my wife got a text from SB1 about social distancing.  Send money SB1.

Saturday, June 13, 2020

Can I Get Your Digits?

This is one of those bittersweet telecom stories.  650-571-9360, which began life as 415-571-9360 in August 1994, is no more.  It ceases to exist.  It has been our home phone number for almost 26 years, but we have decided to jettison it.  One of the many perks of being the Titan of Telecom is that I have not had to pay for it for the last seven years, but for some reason I got an outrageous $18 bill recently.  That and the fact that it has not been connected to an actual phone pretty much since construction started in March was why we bid it adieu.  My bud TK told me he only keeps his active for the telemarketers.  Badda boom.  He’s always been a kidder.

Shall we move on to politics?  I know it is painful.  I feel like our president is not on board with the historical social change that happening now.  However, even a completely tone-deaf asshole like him moved the date of his Tulsa rally so it was not on Juneteenth.  The inimitable Kayleigh McEnany stated that “The African-American community is very near and dear to his heart.” One columnist wrote “What kind of cankered brain does a person have to have to stand before the world and utter that sentence?"  I second that. Kaleigh was also vocal about not renaming military bases named after Confederates.  This is what happens when you are the mouthpiece for an execrable grifter.  One pundit suggested a Camp Bin Laden.  Ouch!.  Lastly, I’ve referred to Trump as Orange Duce before, which I believe I stole from Charlie Sykes, but now Spike Lee has stepped in and referred to him as Agent Orange. That fits.

I’ve been a little behind on the celeb news lately.  I should be scouring people.com etc. but I just have not had the motivation.  I did see that Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez introduced the world to their new goldendoodle puppy. That is so cute!  Have they decided who gets custody when they break up?

That’s about it.  I was thinking about holding off until I had a few more thoughts, but then I remembered that I have a video chat with the FC boys tonight.  I don’t want to hear any crap about how long it’s been since my last post.