Geez I’m tired. I shut the water off yesterday morning. (One must flush wisely in these situations.) 14 hours later water once again flowed through the fully re-routed pipes of my house. Let it be known that I am indeed a plumbing phenom. After one month of toil, and $1000 worth of copper, I am finally done with this pipe raising business.
Working 14 hours left me no time to do my main job, which is to be a dad. With Mom at band practice, the kids were left to their own devices. This morning I let them sleep-in, since they had gone to bed at an unspeakable hour. I don’t know what kind of nerds I’m raising, but nothing makes them more angry then being allowed to sleep-in and miss an hour of school. Kids these days!
Last Friday I returned to the site of this awkward scene where a band called Old Man Markley rocked the United States of America. Maybe it’s just an Old Man thing, but I do not speak in hyperbole when I say it was one of the top 10 shows I’ve ever seen. No YouTube videos seem to capture the raw mayhem of their act, but if you focus on the washboard playing in this video, you will get the idea.
Tonight I play my first-ever game of pick-up basketball. Indeed these are the salad days of my physical resurgence.