Nicholai Chekov

Dunno who made this, but hlongo found it, thanks!

texts / voicemails / emails / obituaries / condolences / another one bites the dust

( Nicholai Chekov )

My New Year's resolution was to learn some new skills and hobbies.

So I suggest we start a Ultimate Tazer Ball League Team. I think the tourists would love it. I mean, what's the worst that could happen? Minor ticks? A few fat lips? Lots of crowd laughter?

Public Safety Announcement: I am not encouraging anyone to get a giant soccer ball and grab a tazer and ski goggles and start flailing around tazering each other in a loosely formatted sporting-like event...BUT I would definitely pay to watch people do this especially if they were intoxicated. I wouldn't pay much but I would pay nonetheless. Maybe it entrance could be 'by donation.' Until it obviously becomes the country's most popular sport before spreading worldwide!

I am in no way serious with this post, but I am sure about 75% of people who read it will think that I am.

Once my work day is over today, I think I'll settle into the home theatre and watch some movies. I didn't utilize it much during the blizzard I was painting instead. and I have a hankering for some popcorn and sweettarts (though not at the same time). I will have to think over my viewing options and choose wisely I suspect. Not sure if I'm in the mood for something old, something new or something inbetween. And that's not even taking genres into account. Hmm.

Christmas shopping and wrapping officially completed. I wore my ugly holiday sweater to Shear Heaven today just to mess with Max. He thought it was funny, but didn’t give me a free haircut. Tried to tell him that he was a too busy and I couldn’t schedule an appointment, but he didn’t buy it. What a humbug. Frankly I’m ashamed and offended by hos Scroogyness (Scrooginess? Scroogieness? Scroogeyness?). This is not the way for a business to conduct themselves while trying to spread holiday cheer. This was a true disappointment.

....you try and make a nice gesture and everybody jumps down your throat

Halloween party @ the Chekov house Saturday night October 29th, 7pm.
Wear a costume or don't, up to you
Bring an edible concoction of some kind with you, please
Lydia, you're decorating.

So, I'm thinking low key Halloween get together. No costumes, just gathering. Some food and what not. On Saturday Which happens to be my birthday as well, convenient Thoughts?


Next time I'm going to just throw a small gathering of my usual circle of people. Now everyone is acting like Halloween isn't my most favorite day of the year. Sheesh

Well, this has certainly turned into an interesting weekend. Word is we're allowed to send you quarantined kids some care package stuff, so, anybody need/want anything?within reason

[private to Lydia]
How are you feeling? Do you want me to send you anything?
[/private]

New Halloween schematics good to go, check.

All necessary items acquired for assembly, check.

Waiting for October first to begin setting up Halloween decorations and such? Difficult. Ah, well, just a few more days.

I think a trip to the pumpkin patch is in order. Well, the first trip of the season anyway. I need some pumpkin seeds.

The one thing everyone should learn to cook in their lifetime is a fried egg sandwich. That is all.

I think I need to start working on new ideas for the Halloween decorations earlier this year, so I Don't wind up procrastinating like last year. Some of the good old standards need updating as well. I was planning on cleaning the car today, but that's not gonna happen. I was mowing the lawn today and ran over a marble. I have no idea how it got there, but the thing shot out of the side of the lawn mower like a damn rocket and shattered the back window on my car. (Read: CORI: help!) Who leaves marbles in other people's yards?

Well this sucks So Ramona scored a job at a library in Olympia. Good for her. She's pretty excited about it. Sadly, of course, this isn't very conducive to continuing our relationship. That part's kind of a bummer. Shit happens, I guess. Also, our library will be much more boring now, that's kind of a bummer too. All good things and all that junk, I suppose.

So I waited until 3am this morning, and then I called the mystery texter's number. I really thought it would go to voicemail. It was a guy that picked up. The conversation went like this (for the record, I think my box wine seductive voice made me sound like a dude phone sex operator. Do they have those?):

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Text message I received last night at 3am from a number I did not recognize.

you're not a real person. you're actually just like a box of wine that can talk

At least I'm cheap, I guess?

( Private to Jack, Scott and Sasha )

Halloween Party Shenanigans for the older kids:

So as not to encroach on any birthday party plans (hey, happy birthday kid I don't know!), but still respecting what I agree is the most awesome holiday, we're gonna throw a Halloween party on Friday night starting at 6pm at the Chekov's place. Not the funeral home. Our actual home.

Costumes preferred unless you'd rather be a party-pooper. Everyone's welcome so long as you're over twenty-one. We don't want any underage troubles here, no sir. If you'd like to bring something, by all means go for it, but don't feel obligated to do anything but mooch free stuff.

Happy Halloween!

I am running behind on getting my haunted house up and running. Slowness happens with age, I suppose.