The perfect ending to a perfect weekend.

April 17th, 2016

Not euphemistic, no sir.

As with yesterday, today was excellent. I didn't accomplish much of the actual things I intended to, but I nonetheless managed to cram in a whole lot of family time. Sure, I can sit in a cave and pound away words all day without batting an eye, but I always enjoy myself more when Brenda and I, not to mention our resident curmudgeon, Crawford, have some quality time together.

Yeah, the rabbit mostly just pesters us for bunny donuts, or bunny cookies, or a sprig of cilantro, but he seems to like just hanging out with us now and then. It's like, he acts the most relaxed when we're just chilling out together in a room, even if we're merely watching people get tased on Cops ™ - though he's evinced a predilection for science fiction. He's definitely one of us.

But we didn't just sit around the house all day, no sir. Brenda and I did, in fact, get out of the house to go for a bike ride! It wasn't a really long one, for reasons, but we actually got on the bikes, and actually rode for a mile or so down the bike path that bisects the town of Yellow Springs. Well, bisect might not be the precise, geometrical description, but I like the word, so I'll use it there.

Anyway, a bit of exercise is a good thing, right?

Calorie count: TILT.

As our ride wound down, we wove our way through the incredibly congested downtown area, what with it being Sunday and all, and wound up at Tom's. This local grocer had a couple things we needed to put together a wonderful dinner, so we dropped in to grab the odds and ends we needed, and then finally headed home. And there, there we engaged in some scientific experimentation!

You see, we constructed a burnination pit in the back yard last week, because sometimes you've just got to light up a body chunk of wood. Besides, the previous tenants of this house had one there, on that spot, so we figured why not? I guess everyone else here starts fires up in their back yards, or even their front yards, so it's not like anyone's going to call the police on us. Tasing: averted!

The best part is that our experiment was a success. We cooked hot dogs and corns on their cobs whilst they hovered above the coals, along with a slightly lower wok-based cooking of samosa innards. We both love us some samosas, but as it turns out the exteriors are usually a bit too heavy for our liking, so we often just settle on the stuffing. The delicious, delicious stuffing. Mmgh.

But, for those of you paying attention, this is the first time I've featured my sexy other here on the site. Until recently, there's been something of a photographic embargo here, because someone doesn't like having their picture taken. However, I've been given the green light to go ahead and make digital images of Brenda, so here goes - unless she vetoes these, that is!

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