Tuesday, April 12, 2016

In which Primo would rather go running than deal with Sly and Doris' papers, he asks what we have to eat for the rest of the week, and he says he wants to run for office again - WHAT???

These are Sly's calendars for the past 20 years or so. Primo has to make a decision about them. If Primo is hit by a car tonight and dies, all of this will go straight into the trash. I am not interested in preserving Sly's legacy and accounting of his exercise, grocery shopping, and - other stuff.

Me: Let's do our 30 minutes.

Primo: I don't want to!

Me: Neither do I.

Primo: I have to go running.

Me: Let's do it before you go running.

Primo: I would rather go running than work on this.

Me: I hate running so much.

Primo: Me, too.

Me: And you would rather go running than spend 30 minutes sorting through junk?

Primo: Yes.

Primo: We are going to run out of food* before the end of the week.

Me: Uh huh.

Primo: What are we going to eat?

Me: There is stuff in the freezer. We will not starve.

Primo: I have a political potluck tomorrow.

Me: Uh huh.

Primo: I'm not expecting you to cook something for me to take.

Me: It had not even crossed my mind that I would be doing that.

* We are going to run out of the rosemary pork stew and the Persian okra stew that I made on Sunday.

3. Oh yes. He wants to run again.


  1. You have my condolences. as tough as it can be to beat the guy from the other side it can be even tougher to get the guys from your side to back you.

  2. Wait! What happened to "politics is such a dirty game, I don't want to be part of it?!" Oh dear, is Primo going to reform it from inside?

  3. He already said he was going to NOT run. No take-backs! That's the rule, Primo. No take-backs.

    1. Given the state of the current election cycle playground rules seem very appropriate.


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