Laundry day

Jim Rice isn't the only "quite a handsome man". (See update to the previous post.) Check out my sartorial supremacy on and around the foot region. This is how I roll when my sneakers are in the warsh. How far am I going with that warsh? All the way to plastic sandal, bootie sock, track pants junction.

This just in, sources indicate that pedal is an adjective meaning related to the foot, so that sartorial supremacy phrase could have been further ossified and gussified. I leave that operation as an exercise to the reader.

I got up late in the morning, cleaned another half of another room. In the process, I did a little planning/organizing of my various extant projects, as many of these manifest themselves as stuff that I have tossed somewhere in a haphazard fashion. Then the warsh, discussed above, where a friendly stranger asked where the women were at, whose laundering on our behalf would allow us to enjoy playoff football.

No football for me. It's off to some sort of barbeque-ish like happening at Fort Standard and then a birthday / going-away-to-Japan party for Kempleton Sean.