That haunting Eeeeyaaaghhh! you heard earlier was me, wrestling with my bathroom sink. The sink has the advantage; when I open the cabinet to get at the pipes, there’s hardly room in there for me to take a breath. Any adjustment of my position is a job for a contortionist.
Anyway, the drain was clogged and I had to take it apart and unclog it. In principle, an easy job. In practice… Eeeeyaaaghhhh! Because I can’t bend over, I can’t see what I’m doing. That’s how things get done backwards and have to be done over again. And the bathroom is not air conditioned. I now look like I took a shower with my clothes on. I didn’t.
So that’s it for me today, folks. I am dehydrated. I am a spent force. So that’s it until cat video time. I was going to write about Rush Limbaugh breaking off his love affair with the NFL on account of all those stupid “protests,” but I just can’t afford to get any hotter than I am already.
There are a lot of things that I used to do that are extremely difficult now, so
don’t kill yourself; we can survive while you recuperate.
Oh, I finally got the job done. If our bathroom were just a foot or two larger in each direction, I could’ve done it in 15 minutes. Maybe a more accurate headline would’ve been “I Am Not a Contortionist!”
At least it’s over and done with.
Been there, done that. But now when our bathroom sink gets clogged up I just put baking soda down the drain, followed by vinegar and hot water. It acts like a volcano going off at first and seems to make matters worse, but then the pipes become clear once again. Sure beats being an acrobatic.
I thought Rush Limbaugh was going to break down and cry that first segment today. His precious Pittsburgh Steelers didn’t come out for the National Anthem. I guess that’s the Leftids’ goal, no more National Anthem at sporting events.
These “protests” are pure garbage, nothing more.
Leftids are always astonished when they spit in your face and you don’t thank them for it.