I just blank out like a jock listening to the rules of D&D

Or, someone who is not into D&D listening to the rules of D&D. I definitely know people who are into both sports and D&D.

I think I just don't like listening to long and involved rules! bothD&D and football! I have always liked hockey the best- I think because it is please t to watch players come in and out of the game so beautifully- like a dance! But I have a hard time listening to actual rules.

I'm rather liking Georgia, especially for printed text.

Today's water-related drama was the failure of our water heater expansion tank. At least it wasn't the water heater itself. I was able to get it fixed so all water stuff is okay for the moment.

I keep being almost productive today, but then not.

I keep being almost productive today, but then not.

I've mostly checked my bank accounts, started gathering tax forms, and ordered a pair of boots via Virgin's Fly Store to earn more status points. I renewed a domain.

I should put on outside pants and go hike in the park.

Pants. Exercise. Okay. Doing the thing.

I am Day of Resting with a vengeance. Eating, reading, napping, going to watch some TV now. Productivity tomorrow.

I am doing laundry. I might put it away.

I did leave the house, as long as walks around the block with the dog count.

I want outside for groceries and to walk the cat. It was a lovely, sunny day, but now I feel kinda wiped.

Today was a really lovely day so I went to the beach with visiting SIL. She went swimming but it seemed chilly to me. When I got home I checked the surf temp and it was 80F!! I apparently have some Florida blood because it just wasn't warm enough.

Really haven't done much of anything other than getting sunburned.

Don't worry, Lee, I am being productive for both of us. Reorg'd and rendered accessible and useful the living room closet, ditto'd the toolbox/maintenance/earthquake emergency supplies cabinet, slowly working on Matilda's bedroom closet, another Goodwill bag in progress, and planning to spend the evening making lemon cookies and working on the living room coffee table and miscellaneous crap pile.

For entertaindistraction, old episodes of New Girl are chugging along in the background (up to the S1 episode in which Martin Starr is brilliantly creepy--he's so amazing, consistently, but it's still always a jolt to see him playing a grown-up instead of Bill Haverchuck; I never have this issue with any of the other former F&G cast members, just him).

And Winston just started warbling "Defying Gravity." I have fallen utterly in character-love with him; he's just such an unabashed, whole-hearted, beautifully written benign weirdo. If I had won the Powerball (if I had bought a ticket), I would totally use my winnings to force every showrunner in Hollywood to borrow whoever on the NG staff is responsible for the majority of his lines and insert him into every show.

Anyhow, enough burbling. Time to take the composting out and throw myself back into the disaster that is the M-room closet.