This morning, he climbed up and knocked the minute hand off my Echo Clock. Then he somehow turned on my toilet seat bidet ... I was sitting on the toilet which was fortuitous... I took the lid off that toilet a couple of years ago. I may have to put it back.
Now he's resting up and/or scheming about his next maneuver. Meanwhile Biggie is pretty much the enabler. He's never far away when these shenanigans happen.
Last night's ballgame was a 5 at best. The food was good and the company was fun - Julie and Erica who sit next to me - were there and there was a nice guy in the casino seat on the other side of me. And for several innings the game was fun. And we were ahead 2-0 Then Erica said 'wow this game is going fast'. The end. The game slowed down to a crawl. The Angels tied it up. And the last 5 innings were excruciatingly boring. Erica and Julie left at the 7th inning stretch. Everyone else left in the top of 9th inning when the Angels scored 4 runs.
I have tickets to next Tuesday's game and next Friday's. Hopefully they will be way better.
On one of The Small's escapes yesterday, I got to formerly meet the neighbors across the hallway. We've exchanged emails. They are the ones who wanted to know about my house cleaner. Turns out she was just there yesterday and told them about the kittens. They have a twin to The Smalls only The Smalls was born in Arizona and theirs was born in Hawaii! All were adopted from Seattle Humane. Anyway, they hired Amira to come clean their house after she finishes mine every two weeks. Nice.
After yesterday's biscuit breakfast, I decided to do a taste test. There's a very popular biscuit restaurant chain-ette that has one not far from here. I drove (because it is not far but totally up hill and free parking on Sundays) and didn't even park. The line was out the door. The other two locations are always busy but this one is in the middle of the city government/judicial buildings and left to crackheads and whores on weekends. I was shocked at the line. I came home and made myself a delicious breakfast.
It reminded me of the definition of irony... "No one ever goes there any more because the lines are too long."
Ooops the trouble makers are awake. I need to go clean up the kitchen before they double the job.