Cock-A-Doodle-Do
Rooster Mask
I came in a close second in the Halloween Costume Contest. That was okay because later I won almost half of the dozen BINGO games, including the last Black-Out game.
A Gummy From Another Mother
I usually will listen to the NY Times Daily podcast on my walk or in the car to keep in the know news-wise, it is not always all Trump, unlike my daily watching of the late-night TV show monologues. Sunday past, the Daily covered Halloween and its “Tricks, Treats, and Trends.” In the treat section they mentioned that there has been a reimagining of some of the early 2000s candies. They’re mixing sweet with sour or sweet and tart. One that caught my attention was the Nerds Gummy Clusters. I went out and bought a bag of Halloween mixed candy that included the Nerds Gummy Clusters.
Nerds Gummy Clusters
I have been using half of a cannabis gummy pretty regularly as a sleep starter ever since we moved to Oregon back in 2019. I started with the flat square ones from Wyld. Each gummy came with 10mg of THC, cutting them in half yields a nice 5mg mellow buzz. That feeling didn’t always happen though, the edible was inconsistent. Sometimes you got nothing (from one or the other half) or sometimes you got what felt like both barrels.
I switched to Pearls not long after arriving in Fairview. Their name comes from the fact that they are round. Same proceedure, cut a 10mg one in half. Even these have those same inconsistencies as the Wyld’s, but at a much lower percentage. Today I asked the buistender if they had a different product that was not Wyld or Pearls that I might try.
Pixlz
Big Book O’ Post Offices
Now that I have photographed all three hundred eighty-eight post offices, it is time to make a book with all of the photos in it. I made one for the South Carolina post offices back in early COVID days out of boredom. But once I got it in hand, it was worth the C-note spent on it.
This one will probably cost more for several reasons, price increases over the six years, larger photo sizes, so more pages needed, and the book will be 11×14 instead of the 8×11 South Carolina one.
It’s Fall Y’all
Let the rains begin. It looked promising for a nice latte and a walk this morning, but by the time I was ready to roll, it was raining. I can deal with mist and occasional spinkles, just not this. I got in the car and started home. At the first light that I could turn to head back, I kept going straight. Then through the second one. Maybe it is not raining in Troutdale.
What about heading further east? I jumped on I-84 and headed that way. My first thought was, “Hmmm, maybe if I go all the way to Mount Hood, could it be dry there?” Then, “Will I have to go all the way to The Dalles?” As I passed the exit for the Multnomah Falls parking area, I came to my senses and decided to get off at the next exit and head home.
The above photo is from while I was driving back on Historic Old US-30.
The Vista From The Vista House
A Blanket of Gold
1. . 2 . 345
Right at lunchtime I got the call from PDX Wraps, the GTI was done. So I finished up my sandwich and summoned an Uber.
It is Tuesday, so there is another night of 10,000 at the community center. I’m not sure where this little saying came from, I suspect Monica, but when a person rolls a certain straight, someone, mostly her, always chimes in with a 1. . 2 . 345 This also applies to every other straight, just with different numbers. It starts slow and builds in tempo and octave until the last digit is said in falsetto. Needless to say, this has stuck in my head. The very definition of an earworm.
My current bedspread has nine evenly spaced dingle balls puffed yarn balls along the top and bottom, and I can’t remember how long I’ve had it, but it seems like a pretty long time. When I pull it off to wash sheets, I fold it top to bottom and then middle to the bottom. Then I fold sideways into quarters so that I can get it back on simply by unfolding in the reverse as I go. How do I know I have it horizontally centered? It is by counting to the middle puff ball and lining it up with the center of the headboard. Up until a week ago I simply counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, but now I find myself, in my head, counting – 1. . 2 . 345.
Tonight I shared this little tidbit with the group. I’m not sure whether they just feel sorry for this old man or if it might be time to administer a cognitive test…
Plugging Holes
This morning I took the GTI down to my pals at PDX Wraps for a little cosmetic touchup. When I bought the GTI it had a CARMAX license plate in the VW stock front plate mount. When I bought the side mount for the license plate, I removed the plastic Carmax plate and then took the VW mount off.
The plastic Carmax plate was secured with screws, and those screws were just driven right through the VW mount into the bumper. The VW mount was secured to the bumper with three plastic pins. This meant that shifting the plate to the side left 5 small open holes in the bumper. So I ordered a 146-piece set of body plastic retainers for ten bucks from Amazon to cover up all the holes. I actually needed two different sizes, the Carmax holes were just a bit larger.
When I had the car wrapped a couple months later, the guys at PDX Wraps pulled them out when they did the bumper to get a smooth look. This was all well and good for a while, but over time the vinyl covering the holes got stretched a bit and you could see where the holes are. The real issue started in the summer when the bugs were active, smashing into the thin vinyl and actually ripping it, leaving an empty black hole. I added a couple more holes on the Utah Adventure trip because of bugs and triple-digit speeds.
So I brought my, now, 141-piece set of plastic retainers to them so they can re-wrap the bumper. I think I’d rather have five little bumps than 4 holes and a dent. Besides, a lot of cars now have bumps on their bumpers and fenders that house parking sensors and such.
Where Have You Gone Joe DiMaggio?
Thursday:
I was invited next door for a spaghetti dinner with Tere and Jason. While they were cleaning off the table, I walked the 30 feet home and grabbed dessert, Chocolate Chip Hold the Cone! from Trader Joe’s. Then we broke out the dice to get some “practice” for the usual dice game of 10,000 on Friday. Between the 3 of us, we polished off a whole bottle of red wine over the next hour or so. Now I’ve seen Tere have a couple of vodka lemonades and be just fine, but after about 6 ounces of cabernet, she got very silly.
Friday:
Big Bird
Saturday:
Northwest Transit Band Poster
Sunday:
Bike and Mural #7