Great Value

I've let the shit collect again since the last egg shell mess. And here's what's in this goodie bag.

 Someone likes Great Value brand fruit smilies. But guess who's not smiling.

 Mardi gras beads. I wonder who flashed what to get these.

 A wide shot of the garbage, beads, paper, some orange plastic thing, and some green plastic army men.

 A long shot.

 Cigarettes from the smoking section.

 Closeup of those delicious treats.

In other news. I'm driving a Nissan MRSA while my car is being fixed at the mechanic's again! This makes four times the transmission has had to be worked on. And when I got home from work, I had a red pickup truck in my reserved spot. If you are the owner of this truck, license plate APN8112 from Arizona please come and pick up your truck.

Friday Night Dinner - Lamb Sliders and Mint Juleps

 Ground lamb with diced onion, salt, and pepper.

 Fry 'em.

 Mint Julep

Lamb sliders, cole slaw, and sweet potato

Six Month Anniversary

Today is my six month anniversary since I bought my condo. I like the inside. It's a nice size. I love the fact that I have a washer and dryer inside my place. In fact, I have to move some laundry over to the dryer as I type. I have a fireplace, although it is gas and doesn't give off much heat, it's still pretty to look at. I have a spare bedroom that I use as my office/computer room.

Yes, this place needs some work. I need new kitchen cabinets and countertops. The fireplace needs to be resurfaced. The bathroom is only half painted, and I need an electrician to move the wiring behind the wall so I can install legitimate fixtures. I'm not short on ideas. I'm just short on money.

But I look out on my balcony that that I just swept two days ago, and there is still eggshells falling between the cracks, cigarette butts, food crumbs, and a plastic toy. The kid above was making noise earlier. And all I want to know is when the market will pick up so I can sell this place and get away from the neighbors.

Yay me.

Thunderstruck

I am thunderstruck! After fuming for a day after the eggshells were dumped down to my deck, my neighbor rang my doorbell and apologized about it. She said a bag spilled and that's how the shells fell down. It wasn't until today that she was looking through the cracks and realized how much fell down. She even said she was planning to put down carpeting to prevent spills from falling down further.

She asked if I'd like her to come and pick up the shells. I gave my best emotionless, "No, I'll just clean it up later, but do you want the fork that fell down, too?" When I handed it to her it was covered in fuzz and dirt. I didn't want a stranger coming inside and peeping around seeing inside my place.

I am shocked that she apologized. It's not the first time she has done that, albeit after the fact. But it seems like if she's aware of these things, why not take precautions to stop it in advance?

I ask you, the reader, should her apology and proposal to put carpeting down make me reconsider taking all this to the condo association?

Eggshells from Heaven

More shit from the neighbors rained down this afternoon. Eggshells and a fork. Don't they know the average egg contains 212 mg of cholesterol? Silly fuckfaces. At this rate, they'll drop dead of heart attacks before I report them to the condo association and have them drummed out of the complex.

Sunday in the Park

Please play in 480p (the highest resolution available). It looks much better that way.

Friday Night Appetizers: Spring Rolls

Look at the expiration date on the rice noodles. They let you decide when it expires.

 Lettuce, mint, cilantro, bean sprouts, green onion, and shrimp (not shown).

 Ta-dah!