M. got up early-ish this morning to get his car serviced, his hair trimmed and whatever the hell else he does when he’s alone. So it was a rare Saturday morning when I had fuck all to do and no one with whom to do it.

He did call, though, and let me know he passed a local yard sale about a block away from our place. I ended up buying this item for a buck.

The best part was walking back to the house, including crossing a major street, looking like a serial killer strolling back from a spree.

Meanwhile, I should be using the time for a couple of things, writing and laundry. Unfortunately, someone else had the laundry idea, and I’m a fucking lazy, stupid, procrastinating shit at the writing. I have to work on that.

I think I’m going to update some pictures I still have lying around from last weekend and maybe jam them up on the old WWW.