Stein Quake!

Since my last post, my folks were in an earthquake in Hawaii, Hondo has recovered from his surgery and I’ve been socializing. [My folks are fine. They got woken up a half hour earlier than they’re used to; this was the extent of their earthquake damage.] The socializing included Stein Night last week, which is my segue to the recap of Stein Topics (completely from my memory!):

The Rev And The Other Rev; North Korea’s Bomb?; The Essayist; The Knitter; It Is Noted That Power Has Again Corrupted Moral Supremacists; My Incompetent Nemesis; Biking, But Not The Cool Harley Kind; Gay Marriage (And Many Other Topics): If It Does Not Affect My Paycheck, Then I Do Not Care; Experimental Diet: Candy Corn, Pizza, Coffee; Riot Tickets; 3XHAR’s Chia Head; Alternate All Hallow’s Eve Plans; Everybody Calm Down; Mexican Mask Adventures; Hot Tub Photos Denied!; The Loathsome Cig; The Punching And The Kicking And The Grappling; Should Basketball Really Be Considered A Sport?; UW Women’s Very Tall Girl Sport; Krick The Chameleon; Daves Versus Steves: Cage Match!; How To Make Dr T Puke; The Knitter And Dr T Plot And Plan; These Two Books Are For Highlights; With A Dog?; The Red Dave Meets The Red Elvis’s; Billiards: A Gentlemen’s Game Or A Game For Drunks?; The Fine Art Of Not Flirting; You Can’t Force The Plane To Crash In The Andes, It Just Has To Happen, Man; The Eye-Talian And Dutchy: Travel Maniacs!; Baseball And Football Enter The Octagon; [Shriek!] New People Scare Me; A Gut Full Of Potatoes; These Poker Guys Better Watch It, Because If They Start Something The Chips Will Fall Where They May; Does Liat Know More People Than The Knitter?; If 3XHAR Thinks He May Be A Hypochondriac, Then Is He?; When The Knitter Does The Ear Clear, Jesus Cries; Sucking The Marrow From A Pig’s Leg; Dave The Red’s And 3XHAR’s Aborted Greeting; The Round Table Has Fallen Into Disrepair; The Night The Rev And Mrs Rev Met.

Interesting. I’ve been in an on and off funk for some weeks. Writing seems to draw some of this angst away.

I need to climb around on my rooftop tomorrow night to make a home repair. If anyone remembers how the garage door or the garbage disposal repairs went, and you’re the religious type, maybe you want to go ahead and say a little prayer before you go to bed tonight. And if not, then To Hell With You, Crom! To make things interesting I’ll blindfold myself and tie one hand against my side. Place your bets.