Sheltering in Place

[King Bob]

Luckily I have a hairdresser in the house, and since she can't work, I can easily get an appointment.

[Drunk Monk]

Daaaaannng KB. Doing your own plumbing. Got your own hairdresser. You got this Shelter-in-Place situation down. 

Let me know if you need a gate latch fixed. I can even do it during a power outage.

[Greg]

Braggart.

[Drunk Monk]

Yeah, it was totally stupid. I thought I had it. But then when I was trying to line up the gasket up with anchor bolt, I tilted the tank and broke the seal. I probably could fix it but it would take time and effort and I'd probably break it even more, so I'm stopping.  

 
The plumber gave me an 'E' for effort and then schooled me on how what I attempted to do is not what to do. 

Totally stupid. 

I'm no plumber.

[Greg]

Did he raise the price since you worked on it first?

[Drunk Monk]

he might. we'll see. my mom is driving me crazy about this, making these random comments about it all. 

i was self taught most of my plumbing skills living at the shaolin dorms. 

from now on, no more plumbing for me.

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The plumber did not charge extra. A $200 job. But he did have a little exit lecture about how the pandemic is a hoax, how he's a Christian, and how he rejects wearing masks. 

At least the two toilets are fixed.

[Drunk Monk]

damnation.

one toilet leaks. the original problem potty. only now it leaks from the other side. 

gotta call back the plumber tomorrow. he has a 10 day warranty - free of charge fixes.

[Greg]

You don't get that if you do it yourself.

[Drunk Monk]

You don't get that if you do it yourself.

truth

Damnation. If y'all remember, my room at my mom's house faces Ortega park. I have the window open because it's hot tonight in svale. I was commenting on Azreem's gram and I hear from the park 'okay. i'm doing it. 3... 2... 1!' and a feckin firework goes up right outside my window. I'm glad it didn't catch on the huge oak there now. Punks.

[Drunk Monk]

day 89. just about to go down after a long day 88. my allergies have been rising. it's worse in svale but i confess that i've been neglecting my qigong.

let's see now - tomorrow i have a phoner with ymnotca. not sure if that's going anywhere at this point. then later, i've agreed to be a guest on a friend's vlog. or maybe it's his podcast. should be fun. we're just going to rap about stuff.

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

I fucking hurt. Monday was first day back to teaching. Only 4 lessons (half my usual load) and I paid for it on Tuesday morning Tuesday evening, I gave 5 lessons and felt pleasantly tired on Wednesday morning, so Go Team Yeti! Maybe I’m not so old and fat. Then came Wednesday.

Worked in the shop for 6 hours, then bopped downstairs. 8 lessons, last 6 of which were no breaks and the bigger kids in a 2 hour block. My ass = Kicked. Sat in a daze afterwards, chatted with Dino and Kamilla. K saved the day by ordering super-healthy food and having it delivered: Cheeseburger burritos.

I just finished a well-earned beer. Waiting for tylenol to kick in. The sword life is not for the old and fat..

[King Bob]

Time to get an assistant to do all the heavy lifting, and then you just give a few pointers and hit people with your cane

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

Good call. I can sit on a stool and radiate pure disgust while some young person gets stabbed instead of me. I’m going to get on that.

[Drunk Monk]

See now, if you remember those old Kung Fu movies, that's how it's done. The students are all practicing in the courtyard. The master sits in an elevated chair overseeing their practice, while drinking tea, and maybe smoking opium if a villain. That's the way to do it. You won't be sore after. Well, maybe hungover.

You have to pay an assistant, but an intern... I missed an opportunity to take on an intern last summer. She was a bright eyed UCSC student who asked me if I had anything like that. I should've made something up. She stopped taking classes soon after. I don't even remember her name now. Alas...missed opportunities. I regret never taking on an intern as a publisher.

DAY 89: I need to get some work done to prep for next week for Immortal (backstory research) & Den of Geek (interview questions and article framework). I have all weekend for this.

But the big thing tomorrow is we have a meet and greet for some shelter dogs in SF. We want a medium size puppy. Stacy has been wanting that since Tara moved out 3 years ago. If it works out, we may bring home a puppy. Either way, Stacy has some private clients in Menlo area after so I'll just have to hang out for a few hours, maybe walking our new dog. Fingers crossed (we've gone to meet & greets before without success).

[Greg]

Yay, dog. You should name it Angus!