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Just got back from another adventure in overeating

I had money left on my gift card, but not enough to pay for two to eat at Red Robin, and getting Mrs. the Poet out of the house is pretty much a futile effort unless the ride comes right to the front door. So not enough money on the card for two meals and not enough money in the bank account to pay for another Lyft both ways added up to lunch by myself.

Something else it added up to was trying not to waste food, as I was inundated with fry refills and soft drink refills. Depending on how big those glasses were the amount of Diet Coke I swam through went from a half-gallon to a gallon and a half, this was on top of the 750 ml “cup” of coffee I drink every morning, and my kidneys have been singing arias in praise of getting thoroughly flushed out. My bladder on the other hand has been plotting my demise as it strains to provide temporary storage for what the kidneys are so happy to flush through. Then add trying to get home and take care of an errand on the way to the DART tarantella and I left the house at 1300 and got home about 1900, still stuffed from lunch/kidney irrigation. After spending a while on the toilet letting my kidneys flush continuously to return my fluid balance to something close to normal, I sat down to compose this post. Yay, for the post.

Now, I’m pretty much at a stalemate on the design of the Sprint-T with no budget to buy any more parts or raw stock. Also at the point of freezing the design for the A-MOD SCCA racer unless someone gives me a different engine. I have too much time to think about things and not enough money to do things. That is a dangerous combination, because eventually I turn into Wile E. Coyote pursuing the Road Runner. Or as I called it over on the Driveway Engineer page on FB I go into Mad Scientist Mode. And going into Mad Scientist Mode is doubleplus ungood. And how about that, the spell check doesn’t recognize Newspeak spelling.

Well, I’m tired and I still have stuff to do on the computer and the Internet, so this is time to put this to bed.

I’m back from an adventure!

I spent a week visiting a friend at his antebellum home in TN, on the registry of historical buildings and built in 1839. When it was modernized with indoor plumbing in the early 20th century they didn’t have room for a shower, so part of my adventure was getting trapped for 30 minutes in the bathtub as I scrambled to get enough traction on the bottom of the tub to get my feet under my center of gravity to stand up. This was because I made the mistake of washing the crud off the bottoms of my feet. There was also the issue of my arms being too short to lift myself up high enough to just swing my feet underneath me. I mean seriously, I can’t even get my butt clear when I push down as hard as I can on my chair, bones don’t stretch. Another negative effect of having a Flintstones build, Fred not Wilma. Wilma’s hands can reach below her butt, Fred’s and mine don’t.

The house is getting the kitchen remodeled, one of the few things allowed under the regulations, and it still didn’t have a functional kitchen. So as a result we had a tour of the finest mid-price eateries of Franklin TN. There was also a very high pollen count that managed to upset my digestion because I managed to swallow some I was allergic to, so I got to see lots of public restrooms as well for a couple of days. Yay fun! But it wasn’t all negative, there was a lot of fun stuff we did while Mrs. the Poet and I were there, including catching up with old friends in person instead of over the phone or by e-mail. Most of these friends are from over 30 years ago when we lived just outside Nashville. While I was there I also caught up on some anime I didn’t get to finish because either I ran out of money before I ran out of series, or the shop I was buying at closed before the last episodes were released and when I found a new shop they weren’t available any more. So it was still good and I got to hang with my friend of more than 30 years.