Saturday, February 08, 2003
at 7:06 PMA Sanity Clause
After returning home from work, I ate chicken pot pie and some chocolate chip cookies. Then I logged onto the computer in eager anticipation of filling out the FAFSA form with The Father. However, it appears this task shall remain unaccomplished, as The Father seems utterly drawn to the television broadcast of the pre-Daytona 500 Daytona 500 race. Perhaps that explains the red Andretti racing sweater I noticed a Guest (customer) wearing in the store.
Which reminded me of the days when I was wee and played Micro Machines with The Mongoloid, pre-Mongoloid era. We two actually got along fairly well until perhaps late elementary. Before then, The Mongoloid (I called him "Michael") made an excellent companion, racing little cars along in the ash gathered on the fireplace in what I always think of as "the old old house" in San Antonio. The old old house was situated on the corner of El Medano. The old house we lived in was at an address on La Bahia.
The old house here in Katy is on Planter's House Lane, which always evokes an image of the Planter's Peanuts man. My current address, at Tara Way Drive, is least exciting by far.
In an entirely unrelated topic, I finally cut my hair last night whilst The Father socialized with our neighbors, Gus, Susan, Chuck, and Patty. It's so darn cute that he's going out to enjoy the company of other human beings. He never does that unless it relates to his work.
The Father sold the bid for a job worth twelve million dollars. He ought to request ten percent of this, of which total he may then transfer to me an additional thirteen-and-a-half percent. How else shall I pay for college?
Bonus Day occurs March 5th this year, as opposed to February 28th, as The Father originally supposed. He informed me he had been misled.
