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In Twentieth And Twenty-First Century America
In Twentieth And Twenty-First Century America
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Last night, around 1000pm, I made a joke about how the Moon Knight comics were so bad that I would rather mop the floor.
Last night at 10:30, I mopped the gaming room, the TV room, the kitchen, and the bathroom. Only the office (which is too cold to use right now), the spare room/library (which only I use, and not very often), and the bedroom (where Comrade was doing online D&D were not mopped. I planned on doing those rooms tonight when I got home from work, or tomorrow. This morning, at 10:30, I went to work. This morning at 11:00, Motherfucker Goose took a wet, sticky poop, none of which she left in the litterbox. Instead, she dragged it across every inch of the kitchen, straight through the gaming room, into the TV room, on to the still newish couch, back through the gaming room, into the bedroom where she dragged herself across various piles of laundry that needed to be folded before hopping up on the bed, and waking up Comrade. Just poop, Everywhere. Tonight, at 7:15ish, I arrive home. Comrade: "So, I looked at a couple of apartments that don't allow pets today. I'm not leaving you, or moving out, because I love you. But I just wanted the thrill of imagining what it would be like to never live with cats again." Tonight at 8:30, I remopped the gaming room, the TV room, and the bathroom. I bathed the very sad cat who had spent the day in jail (the kitchen). She screeched. Selina (who hasn't had to have a bath in a year because she takes care of herself) screeched in sympathy. I dried off the still yowling Motherfucker. I mopped the kitchen. Comrade put the couch cushion covers in the washing machine (he'd cleaned them with the products they gave us with the couch earlier, but hadn't realized the covers come off and can be machine washed (but not machine dried). The cats are still in jail.
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Comrade: I'm in the Harvard Square T station and Tone Deaf Beatles Guy is in here playing one of the three songs he knows. The train arrived and as she got on, a young girl waved to Tone Deaf Beatles Guy and said "Bye! You're so good." I scowled at her and said "No. He's not."
Last night, I had a dream where I was a doctor, and had to explain various parts of the anatomy to a patient's concerned relative. Alas, the patient's relative only spoke French. So I explained to her that her relative needed to have surgery on their "entre les égouts".
I woke up translating the phrase in my head, and I asked the darkness "What part of the body is 'between the sewers'?" But I had a pretty good idea. About a year ago, I posted about a guy who came in and claimed his dad had Action Comics #1 in his basement. I mentioned that it was worth MILLIONS OF DOLLARS if that were true, and the guy ran out of the store. Never to return.
Until today. As I figured, it was not Action Comics #1. It was a reproduction of just the cover of Action Comics #1. Worth nothing. I don't mention this to shame him but to praise him because he came in with his clearly recently out as trans child, and he was a Fucken Delight. He was buying pride pins, and wanted to get copies of "How To Use Them/Their Pronouns" for their grandparents (they said they didn't want to, and he didn't argue or try and buy it behind their back, he just accepted their decision and moved on to the next thing), and ended up buying a non-trans book because that's what the kid wanted. Whenever I need a slight pick me up, I go to my GoodReads friend page and find the Five Star Fairy and read her amazing reviews.
Today, I saw this awesome review of a children's book called Gus The Dinosaur: "Very cute. Zero historical accuracy. Gus is a better person than I am. FIVE STARS." There's a lot to unpack in those three sentences, and a rating. Also, she reviewed a sixteen page book about making paper dolls: "Reading this book gave me an english degree. FIVE STARS." "I'd rather give my money to you instead of Sears, or whoever owns Amazon now." --Guy who crawled out of a cave for the first time since 1982 and came directly to our store
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