Just in time for Thursday night, get your choice of masks of all seven of the Season 1 Orphan Black clones from the BBC America web site.
And then some wardrobe advice for 4 of them from E! about 2/3rds of the way down this page.
Right now the Red Sox/Cardinals game is on the big TV and ESPN Monday Night Football is in a small window of the laptop. This display mix is as it should be, because, well, World Series game five vs. keeping track of one guy’s running yardage.
The World Series is tied at 2 games a piece, so it is now down to a best two out of three series with two of the games at Fenway Park. Tonight is not a must win for the FRS, but if they do it would really put the pressure on the Cardinals.
Yesterday morning the Purple Whales were a 43 point favorite entering the day’s football action. By the time the day was over I was trailing by 23 points! I still had a glimmer of hope tonight, my opponent had no one playing and I had my premier running back going, Marshawn Lynch. Mr. Lynch was predicted to get 17 points, but he has had two games over the needed 24 points this year, so I theoretically had a shot.
Had being the operative word. It is now nearly halftime and Marshawn has 8 yards for zero points.
We haven’t been doing a lot of geocaching lately, but today was to be a day to get back out there.
We have always been fair weather cachers, but mainly the lapse is because we have run out of local caches of the type we like to hunt. In August Geocaching.com ran a 31 Days of Caching promotion and during that time the local caching group endeavored to place a new geocache for each day. Several of them were along the bike/walking trail adjacent to the newest section of I-520 and a few of them were at least regular sized containers, more like our cup of tea, so this was where we were going.
As we were finishing up our morning beverages at our usual spot, Donna said, “I don’t feel like geocaching.” “My feelings aren’t hurt,” I replied. “Can we just go for a walk in the woods?” she asked. That is what we did.
I’ve been thinking about this for about a week now on how I could write about this and not come off as a little stupid, but have been unsuccessful, so here goes anyway.
If at all possible we like to start our day off with a couple of hot beverages from Dunkin Donuts. The DD on the south side of town, because of being shoehorned into an already existing lot has kind of an interesting drive-up line. Coming from one direction you have to drive past the store, then turn sharply back into the line as it crosses in front the store. But if there is no one in the line you can cheat and sneakily turn into the entrance of the Captain D’s next door.
It was early and no one was in line yet, so I cheated. When I placed our order I was informed that Donna’s beverage of choice was unavailable, the hot chocolate machine was not working. This has happened before and our usual recourse is to drive to the other side of town and try the other Dunkin. Because there was a car ahead of me waiting to get their order, I checked my driver’s side mirror to see if anyone was behind me and started to back up. I didn’t get far. Bump!
Had I checked my interior rearview mirror I might have noticed the Isuzu Trooper behind me. He, like me, had come in the cheater’s way like I had so he was invisible in the driver side door mirror. Fortunately the plastic bumper of the Purple Whale was almost the exact same height as the bumper of the Trooper, so there was no noticeable damage to either vehicle.
The only damage was to my pride which was exacerbated by the fact that I couldn’t back up and had to drive past the drive up window and everyone inside who heard the whole incident through the ordering microphone.
Here at the Valve Store(TM) in the cafeteria we have an industrial sized ice maker/dispenser so everyone can fill up their cups, mugs and glasses. I get ice three different times, morning, lunch and afternoon break because I drink three different beverages throughout the day.
Because of the quanity of ice the machine produces and I fancy myself a sort of a smart-ass, whenever I get in line behind someone who is getting ice I always say, “Save me some.” Because it will never run out, most people ignore me.
Here is an ice machine conversation from yesterday:
Me Save me some.
Co-Worker Every time I get ice, I end up with ice on my arm.
Me Maybe you did something bad to the ice machine in a past life.
Co-Worker I don’t beleive in past lives.
Me Maybe the ice machine does.
After last night’s Detroit Flop the Red Sox are in the 2013 World Series. Their opponents will be the St Louis Cardinals and what I’m kind of hoping is it goes like the last time these two teams met in the “Fall Classic” in 2004, the Sox swept the Cardinals in 4 games. What will probably happen is more like when they meet in both the 1946 and 1967 World Series, the Cardinals won in 7 games.
What I do know is that I envision anywhere from four to seven long, tense nights on the couch watching baseball.
We started the day with breakfast with the MMC at a Steak and Shake in Augusta and we’re ending it on the couch watching the FRS play playoff baseball. In between we walked around downtown Aiken to pay our bills followed by lunch on the porch of a small restaurant. This afternoon I finished up my center console modifications by installing a lighted push button that operates the garage door remote in the old cigarette lighter spot.
While I was in there I tried sliding the top of the upper shift boot up the shifter some. I mentioned a couple of posts ago that shifting into 1st and 3rd required a bit more oomph than it did with the old torn boot, well today, shifting into 5th was met with progressively more resistance. So much so that on this morning’s post breakfast drive the shifter popped out of 5th gear about three times just because of the tightness of the rubber boot wanting to force the shifter into neutral.
After dinner we took in the sights at the Western Carolina State Fair. It was a beautiful night for it as it actually felt like fall. They had quite a few awesome looking rides and that is pretty much all we did was look at them because even if we did want to try one out the lines were very long. The only thing we bought was a 1/4 pound of fudge from a vendor after 2 failed attempts to buy an ice cream cone from an outside cart.
