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I’ve been playing with Google’s new “timeline” feature, which (assuming you have location enabled on your phone, which I do) shows you where you’ve been (and for how long) on any given day. And if I didn’t realize what an exciting life I lead before, I certainly do now. Basically, it’s five days a week Home>Work>Home, then Home>Costco>Home, and Home>Home>Home. Sometimes I switch things up a bit and go to Costco on Sunday. Prior to January 16, there was also a 6 – 7 minute stop on the way home at the grocery store down in our village for beer every two or three days, and it has the trip I took to Minneapolis back over Thanksgiving weekend, plus when I went to my in-laws on Christmas Day. Mostly, though, it’s work and home, and home and work. <\/p>\n

Yesterday, though, it has my trip to the vet with Fritzi (it even got the exact spot in the parking lot – just to the left of the big maple tree – where I parked, which is pretty impressive. I mean, when I check my location at home, they even get the room I’m in right – let’s face it, if Google ever decides to drone me, I’ve had it), and the fact that I was there for a total of 16 minutes.<\/p>\n

I also noticed that Google has updated satellite photos – no older than mid-May or so. I can now see the piles of stone and mulch at my house, plus the little kiddie pool I had set up in the front yard for the dogs. From freakin’ space. I don’t know about you, but I think that’s pretty amazing. <\/p>\n

So, anyhow, after our exciting trip to the vet yesterday, I came back home and decided to start painting the house. Or at least start getting ready to start painting the house. But then I said, “fuck that” and decided to do some weed whacking instead. So I did that for a while, and then thought about getting the power washer out to hose the house down a bit, but I didn’t feel like doing that, either. So I decided to start screwing the siding back on where it’s been coming off. So I did that for a while, but then had to get into some sort of bushes and a goddamn bee stung me (right on the earlobe, which is all swollen up so now I look like a Ferengi. Or half a Ferengi, anyway). And it hurt (it still hurts). I was googling around to see if there was some new remedy for bee stings (when I was a kid, the solution was to put mud on it, which my mom insisted would “draw” the stinger out), but the only thing I could find was a reassuring passage that said just ‘cuz you’ve never been allergic to bee stings before doesn’t mean you won’t be now. I was home alone with the dogs, so I thought “hey, this would be a great time to suddenly go into anaphylactic shock.” So instead of waiting to be found dead with my screw gun in my hand (so to speak), I said “fuck this” and hung out in the pool instead. <\/p>\n

Sometimes, you just gotta admit defeat. <\/p>\n

Of course, hanging out by the pool and not drinking beer gets pretty boring, pretty quick (much like everything else life when you remove beer from the equation), so I grabbed my camera and waited for the hummingbirds to show up. We have tons of them, but they tend to scurry away when you point a camera in their general direction.<\/p>\n


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The one with the red collar is particularly skittish – but one of these I’ll get him.<\/p>\n

We’ve had a great stretch of rain-free weather which they say will end today, so I guess I’d better get out there and cut the grass. Or hang out in the pool – either one works for me. The secret to a happy life is being willing to settle.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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