It's cold but I'm not super mad about it.
Apr. 28th, 2022 11:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kingtycoonCrossed town for game last night - it's been a while since I've gone over there, long enough that I just watched out the window on the train ride - catching what I've been missing. It sucks that the weather went sour so fast - after a really glorious weekend - 80's & sunshine, lots of walking & doing. We saw Everything Everywhere All At Once & liked it. Had a couple of adequate meals, planted some flowers.
Did not mow the grass. Now it's too long & it's too cold. This is a really peculiar feeling, I have to say - but I am now noticing other people's lawns - comparing. Is mine the longest & worst? Am I the asshole!? Of the neighborhood?! I honestly never anticipated the amount of conformity that I'd end up struggling with. Probably I just don't want to be an asshole - that's the catalytic element behind conformity right? I don't want to be a dick to a stranger by accident. So I want to get along & mow my grass. I think tomorrow it may be warm enough for me to bother with.
I went across town & my old vacation chum from Akron messaged me saying he was coming up to my neighborhood to see a band & could we meet? Maybe talk about getting in on my sunday evening D&D game. It's a good one. Going really well. The Iollan Riparia - Mummies vs. River Pirates. I think I'm going to throw in a riverboat gambler mid-tier adversary.
In the weds game they're dealing with the end of the world that they inadvertantly caused by following the orders of a crazy man who was their leader. He still shows up to try to talk them out of whatever they're doing. I like the concept & the campaign, and of course the players - but they all played big dummies for some reason & it's causing comical results. It'd be neat if they ever got to figure anything out without having to rely upon the words of probable liars.
After I catch the train back, climb the hill again & go see the grog shop & my old neighborhood. Same town & all, just different blocks. I dunno - it really is different & so far in all the good ways. I miss the proximity to Tommys though.
The band is a simpsons themed metal act where they all dress like ned flanders. They're called Okily Dokily
I mean - it was funny sure, I got it, I was chuckling along. They wanted the crowd to shout Boo-Urns for example. Funny. I was not expecting a punchline from a band & yet there it was - the dude strips down to this ski-suit & their last song is 'like wearing nothing at all'. I laughed pretty hard for a while.
Musically - not my sound, not my thing - but I've got a permanent love for novelty acts. Made the connection with my buddy -talked at some strangers & walked partway home. Caught a late bus for the middle-mile & felt lucky & good to have done so.
Home & sleep & home & sleep.
Birdfeeder is empty again - these fucking hogs! They're gluttons. Cardinals & jays & the secretly 2nd best bird - the Grackle all show up. I moved my plant pots under there to see if I can somehow make their sloppiness work in my favor. Maybe all the scattered seeds & poops will become a thing? Try it out - experiments! Mostly its little sparrows though. I like 'em. Not my favorite. My favorite is the robin but it seems more predatory - maybe it only wants worms. There's a good one in the front yard - I gotta make one be my homie. Figure it out.
Shoot. I dug up a bunch of soil in the back yard - getting the rocks all unburied. I gathered those up & built a little flower bed & took all the dirt & laid it out where I'm trying to kill the grass.
The garden store didn't have any baby trees to plant yet- it's still way tooo cold most of the time - but they did have a replica of the Lorain Avenue Bridge Guardians - poured concrete & weighing probably half a ton - I was interested but they only have the guardian that's carrying a stagecoach. I was all... "Do you think they'll make one with the train?" It's funny to have favorites among the local icons/sports mascots huh?
Did not mow the grass. Now it's too long & it's too cold. This is a really peculiar feeling, I have to say - but I am now noticing other people's lawns - comparing. Is mine the longest & worst? Am I the asshole!? Of the neighborhood?! I honestly never anticipated the amount of conformity that I'd end up struggling with. Probably I just don't want to be an asshole - that's the catalytic element behind conformity right? I don't want to be a dick to a stranger by accident. So I want to get along & mow my grass. I think tomorrow it may be warm enough for me to bother with.
I went across town & my old vacation chum from Akron messaged me saying he was coming up to my neighborhood to see a band & could we meet? Maybe talk about getting in on my sunday evening D&D game. It's a good one. Going really well. The Iollan Riparia - Mummies vs. River Pirates. I think I'm going to throw in a riverboat gambler mid-tier adversary.
In the weds game they're dealing with the end of the world that they inadvertantly caused by following the orders of a crazy man who was their leader. He still shows up to try to talk them out of whatever they're doing. I like the concept & the campaign, and of course the players - but they all played big dummies for some reason & it's causing comical results. It'd be neat if they ever got to figure anything out without having to rely upon the words of probable liars.
After I catch the train back, climb the hill again & go see the grog shop & my old neighborhood. Same town & all, just different blocks. I dunno - it really is different & so far in all the good ways. I miss the proximity to Tommys though.
The band is a simpsons themed metal act where they all dress like ned flanders. They're called Okily Dokily
I mean - it was funny sure, I got it, I was chuckling along. They wanted the crowd to shout Boo-Urns for example. Funny. I was not expecting a punchline from a band & yet there it was - the dude strips down to this ski-suit & their last song is 'like wearing nothing at all'. I laughed pretty hard for a while.
Musically - not my sound, not my thing - but I've got a permanent love for novelty acts. Made the connection with my buddy -talked at some strangers & walked partway home. Caught a late bus for the middle-mile & felt lucky & good to have done so.
Home & sleep & home & sleep.
Birdfeeder is empty again - these fucking hogs! They're gluttons. Cardinals & jays & the secretly 2nd best bird - the Grackle all show up. I moved my plant pots under there to see if I can somehow make their sloppiness work in my favor. Maybe all the scattered seeds & poops will become a thing? Try it out - experiments! Mostly its little sparrows though. I like 'em. Not my favorite. My favorite is the robin but it seems more predatory - maybe it only wants worms. There's a good one in the front yard - I gotta make one be my homie. Figure it out.
Shoot. I dug up a bunch of soil in the back yard - getting the rocks all unburied. I gathered those up & built a little flower bed & took all the dirt & laid it out where I'm trying to kill the grass.
The garden store didn't have any baby trees to plant yet- it's still way tooo cold most of the time - but they did have a replica of the Lorain Avenue Bridge Guardians - poured concrete & weighing probably half a ton - I was interested but they only have the guardian that's carrying a stagecoach. I was all... "Do you think they'll make one with the train?" It's funny to have favorites among the local icons/sports mascots huh?
