Take 2

I continue to be impressed with Sears, this time with the folk at the Hardware Store by our house. When Amy and I were there Saturday afternoon, the dude at the checkout counter noticed Amy's "about-to-pop'edness" (it's hard to miss) and asked what we were having and when he was due, etc. Jack happened to kick at that moment (surely aware that he was the subject of conversation) and Mr. Checkout Guy remarked that "that's so cool." Both he and another employee behind him (who wasn't part of the conversation but was listening in) seemed much more interested and impressed with the whole phenomenon than one would normally expect of younger, presumably-single guys... So yesterday (3 days later) I go back alone to return something and Employee #2 (the dude in the background during the initial visit) comes up to me at the service desk while a girl is processing my return and asks, "Hey, are you the guy whose wife is pregnant?"
"Yeah, man, that's me."
"Did that, uh, happen yet?"
"No, not yet. Any day now though."
"Y'all are due on the 11th, right?"
"Yeah, dude. "

Kinda surprising memory, considering that we still have to remind family members of the due date.

Anyway, the point is that here's another round of the random lyrics running tally:

• He used to do surgery on girls in the eighties, but gravity always wins.
  
• Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout the pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.
  
• "...but when you're Number 1, it's time to celebrate. And why not celebrate with cake? Everyday."
  
• Hens love roosters. Geese love ganders.
  
• And you got your manipulations - they cut me down to size.
  
• What a beautiful face I have found in this place that is circling all round the sun.
  
• I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are.
  
• All her debts were cast on me, and she must and shall go free.
  
• They're gonna pull up the floors, they're gonna knock down the walls, they're gonna dig up the drains.
  
• Take your time. Hurry up. The choice is yours. Don't be late.
  

Google away.

By the way, I've been updating my list of CDs to legally acquire. It's more to help me keep track of it than anything, but if anyone's interested it's still there for all to ridicule.

Weekend Proceeded Thusly

Friday:
Unscrew satellite dish from apartment patio mount. Disassemble said dish. Place in truck along with 2 desk chairs, a stool, a bathroom shelving thing, 3 final boxes, and other random thingeries*. Finalize apartment cleanup. Drop keys and gate openers in apartment office box. For roughly the tenth and last time, drive truckload of stuff to house and unload. Lots of thanks to parents for the past week's allowed truck usage.

Saturday:
Try to rent trailer for washer/dryer/refridgerator** pickup. Learn that U-Haul will not rent trailers for usage with my dad's truck due to prior lawsuits. Inquire about truck rental. Learn that only one truck is available, the 26' Super Mover - which is much more truck than needed at this point. Call Budget for further truck inquiry. No trucks available due to FEMA needs. Call Penske for further truck inquiry. Same answer. Call the Sears' recommended delivery guy. No answer. Decision is made to use dad's truck to transport appliances in dual trips. While traveling south on 59, pass Al-Co Trailers & Etc. Execute u-turn. Rent suitable trailer for $18. Return home to retrieve necessary ball hitch. After appropriate ball proves elusive, visit Wal-Mart to buy new ball. Return to Al-Co and pick up trailer. Proceed to Sears Outlet store and load trailer. Drive to house. Unload appliances. Go to Sears Hardware store to purchase necessary hoses and connections. Return home and abandon appliances for the day. Reassemble desk and hook up computer upstairs. Arrange furniture in room to temporary satisfaction.

Sunday:
Receive much needed haircut. Install washing machine and move it into place. Connect ice maker and move refrigerator into place. Make another trip to Sears Hardware to exchange dryer hose for a shorter one. Connect dryer and move it into place. Dig hole by driveway, place mailbox into hole, fill hole with dirt. Thank parents again for all the helping and what not. Amy begins washing machine's inaugural load. Sit down in front of television to take a break. After twenty minutes, stand up and head to the refrigerator. Notice soapy residue on floor. Think to self, "Amy mopped the kitchen?" Say outloud, "Amy, uh, we've got water." Step into carpet-to-carpet pool of water that easily covers the top of my bare foot. Twist off water valves to washer. Discover drainage tube wasn't as secure as previously thought. Open kitchen door, and use a push broom to scoot large amounts of water outside. Welcome in many mosquitos during the process. Use towels to sop up floor-carpet border. After dispelling all broom-dispellable water, use remainder of towels in home to dry floor. Pull refrigerator back out to dry the water beneath. Make run to parents' house to borrow fans and more towels. Hang soaked towels over fence to dry. Call it a day.

Monday morning:
Type this post, reread it, and question stylistic decisions.

*A word that sounds like thingeries: Thanagarians.

**Three separate, actual appliances. Not some Combo Washer-Dryer-Refrigerator Super Appliance. Cool as that would be.

I should also point out that I'm a big fan of Sears Outlet stores, what with their "discontinued or slightly blemished merchandise at reduced prices." The refrigerator we bought had an original price of $1199, but due to some "cosmetic damage" - which amounted to a scuff mark on the top right corner that came almost completely off after Amy scrubbed it, and a few minor dings on the side that will easily be covered by magnets or pictures - the outlet price was $719. Plus, it was on some Manager's Red Tag Clearance sale, so we got it for $419. Not bad for a refrigerator that's perfect on the inside and is still under the manufacturer's warranty. That's my opinion, anyway.