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Max will assume this position if he thinks I’ve been on the computer too long and he wants my attention. The loveseat is right next to where I work. Moments like these can convince me that his ancestors used to have actual conversations with humans, and now he’s attempting it with his mind. I think that cats used to have a full vocabulary. They used to ask us how our day was going and comment on the weather, but then eventually they were done with small talk and they just wanted to get out of the house. They started saying “Come on! Let me out!” They became fixated on it, and that phrase was shortened to “Lemmeout!” And now they just say “meow!”

Hoovie wrote those generous words and stuck the note inside a box that also held– A MINIATURE SPY HUNTER GAME!!! The mailwoman delivered it over the weekend and my current high score is 23,850. That’s about half the amount of points I could get on a full sized game back in the 1980′s. I let my plastic dinosaur play it but he couldn’t reach the controls and his score was in the toilet.

This was a water damaged hole that almost took on a life of its own in our bathroom over the years. It was between the pedestal sink and the bathtub. After Chris mixed some mud, chanted some incantations, and worked his magic, it looked like this…All four bathroom walls are sea foam green now! If you press your ear against any one of them you can even hear the ocean!

There’s really not a lot to report again today. Got up. Fed Max. Took my daily fiber gummy and statin pill to keep the cholesterol down. I submitted an idea for a podcast. I’ll find out in 6-8 weeks if it made the cut. I don’t want to jinx it, so that’s all I’m going to say about that. In other news, the peanut gallery went into a cheering frenzy when Chris re-painted our bathroom! I never knew that watching paint dry could bring such excitement. The ‘before and after pictures’ are being delivered by carrier pigeons. Estimated time of arrival is Friday-ish. Stay tuned!

Hello dear readers (Mom, Dad, Hoovie, Chris, and David) I’m literally and figuratively drawing a blank for this blog entry. Maybe it’s because I don’t leave the house except to buy bread and sausages– that’s what I do on Tuesdays. I was just sitting here thinking “I haven’t made string of blog posts in a long time.” When I tried to take a picture of a blank screen on a guy’s head, the camera on my phone stopped working. I took the picture with a laptop camera instead. It’s always something.

Pong is back. The earliest digital home video game has now “evolved” into an analog horizontal experience. How did this happen? Somebody could see into the future and the past. Somebody beckoned the spirit of this classic game. Somebody stood at the cave where Pong had gone to die and summoned it forth like Lazarus. Now the game is back in the living room with motors, rails, pulleys, and magnets. The score display is also as clock when no one is playing. It’s also a coffee table, USB charging station, and a bluetooth speaker!

This is my friend, David. His wife Kris sent texted me this photo after they went to Pop Culture based on my recommendation. I told him that I had an out of body experience from eating their sea green coconut popcorn– and I mean that in good way! We’re gonna miss David and Kris. His work is taking them to Minneapolis. I hope they have good popcorn there! In the meantime I’m going to keep trying all the different flavors on that menu board behind David. So far I’ve had the sea green coconut and the green apple… I honestly can’t tell you which one I like better because they are both so good!

I was listening to 99 Percent Invisible while doing dishes. They were re-playing a show about novelizations. That’s a book version of a movie. It’s the publisher’s goal to get the book out before the movie. This used to be the only way a fan could re-live the movie right after watching it at a theater. Before VHS, DVD’s, and streaming online we had to wait for a TV version– and that could take years. It reminded me that I bought a paperback version of The Empire Strikes Back when I was a teenager.

We knew where the controls were, and it would have been so cool to hear a bell ring at midnight. Jenny wanted to ring our church bell last night to bring in 2021 but we were stymied. It didn’t help that there were two police SUV’s in the church parking lot. Jenny said “I feel like we look suspicious,” and I said “only if we act suspicious– keep walking!” We went in the church and found a cabinet with the electrical system hasn’t been used for 15 or 20 years. That’s when the neighbors complained about the bell. I flipped every switch and turned every dial, but we still rolled snake eyes. Then we walked back home and the new year came anyway.

…and pass the pickle pizza please! Katelyn wanted to try pickles on her pizza last night. Her mom said “sure! why not?” The word on the street is that they are better than pepperoni because pickles have less calories and more fiber– but don’t tell the kids that pickle pizza is good for them! Just use a lot of ‘P’ words and turn it into a tongue twister.