i have the power... washers

2005.02.27 7.12

So, I paid these guys to power wash everything outside my house. The walls, the floors... everything. It took them four hours and now it looks like this brand new house is stuck in the middle of a dirty crappy street with dirty crappy houses. My neighbors need the power washing, too. Maybe I can work my Jedi mind trick skillz out on them since they'll see how bad ass my house looks and they'll want some cleanness, too.

The roof is still dirty, though. Hmmm.

My dog has, for the third time, taken a pee in the study. I don't know what he's trying to prove, but it's not making me happy. When I was living in Philly my apartment was only 400 square feet so he really had nowhere to go if he wanted to sneak a pee in. He also had benefit of a dog walker at noon. Dammit. I need a dogwalker again, I guess. I really should be walking him twice a day anyway, but it's rather easy to just kick him out into the yard and say, ''Go to the bathroom, Chew Chew'' as if he actually understands what I'm saying (which he -sorta- does). He'd much rather prefer that I get out and walk his ass around the block. It's all about the marking of the other dogs pee and so on and so forth (now I'm talking like the SNL Arnold Schwarzenegger impression guy).

I downloaded a bunch of workouts that I can do with just my dumbbells. Couldn't they have thought of a cooler name for these things? Dumbbells? How about smartbells? Or intelligentbells. I mean, what the hell? So, yeah, I can work out almost any muscle group except neck and lats with the dumbbells. I printed out alternate exercises for those two groups which means I'll still have to head out over to Ballys Total Ghetto Fitness every once in a while (which is good considering they take $50 of my cashish every month).

More develops as it news.