DuhduhduhDEER Season

I mentioned in my last post that I didn't really expect Macy to return (I said this on Tuesday). Well guess what, she was there on Wednesday. She walked in with a lady I didn't recognize, and Macy introduced her to me as her sister. The lady clarified for me that she is Macy's "sister" from Big Brother/Big Sister. She will be having lunch with Macy every Wednesday and walking her over to the apartments after. I now expect that I'll have Macy approximately once a week, on Wednesdays.
Marilyn called me yesterday morning to tell me that I needed to get a repairman for one of the washing machines. She said it was full off suds after she tried to wash her cat bed. I checked on it, and it was indeed full of suds. I figured the best thing to do was to try to wash something else in it to see what happened, so I stuck a dirty blanket in it. It worked just fine. Marilyn must have just gone crazy with her laundry detergent.
Deer season opened yesterday. I saw seven, five does and two bucks. I didn't have a shot at any of them. I didn't see any this morning, but a front was coming in and that often means the deer don't move.
The Rockies have thoroughly demonstrated how much they hate Ubaldo Jimenez. In what could have been the final bright spot in a very disappointing season, they flushed his eight scoreless innings of work today down the drain and said, "we don't want you to win 20 games this year."
I still can't get enough of Norma Jeans' new album "Meridional." It's definitely their best album, and it's the best album I've heard in awhile, period.
Anna wants me to come up with a memory verse for the kids for tomorrow. I'm thinking that Leviticus 11:19, Deuteronomy 25:11-12, or Genesis 38:9-10 would be good options.
I should shower tonight.
Now that it is fall, the beard is making its epic return. My chin is awfully itchy.
Marilyn told me her screen door wasn't closing fast enough. I checked it. It closed fine. She wanted me to fix it. I replaced the hydraulic closer on the door. It closed the exact same way as the old one.
My Bejeweled Blitz score is pretty epic this week. Sara, make sure that Kevin understands that, though he might get the occasional decent score, he will never be as awesome as Anna or I are.
I think Bejeweled Blitz will give me carpal tunnel syndrome.
I'm getting thirsty.
Camouflage Taz.
There's nothing like a technical death metal rendition of "How Great Thou Art" to brighten your evening.
The Donkeys play the Titans on Sunday, in Nashville. If the Donkeys were at home I would give them the edge. If the game was at 4 o'clock, I would give them the edge. But historically western teams do not do well in 1 o'clock games. I honestly think that it's a matter of bio-rhythms. Therefore, I'm going to say that the Donkeys lose 20-17. I don't think they get stomped on. I think they can keep Chris Johnson from doing enough damage to turn it into the blowout some experts are predicting, but there is no way they can get it in the end zone enough against the Titans' defense.
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