Golddigger 101

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Saturday, December 10, 2016

In which I try to explain the plot of a TV show to Primo and he wants to argue about how they are breaking the law

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Me: I found this show "Younger" that you can watch online. I watched a few episodes. The premise is that this 40 year old woman is...
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In which I attend the political BBQ with Primo and have a good time, even though I have to roll my eyes at some of the things that are said

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Primo spoke for five minutes, which is four minutes longer than I recommended, but he was good! He has gotten a lot better at public speakin...

Thank you everyone who told me about your re-direct problem with this blog, especially The Cosmic Avenger, who spent a lot of time with me yesterday trying to fix it

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I think it is fixed. I hope. PS The problem appeared to be that the word "toolator" (I spit upon you, toolator) appeared in the...
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Friday, December 9, 2016

In which Primo is leaving for the BBQ and I ask him how long his speech is and he tells me it's five minutes

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and I say, "That's awfully long." He says, "I have a lot to say." I say, "That doesn't mean that peopl...

In which Primo and I speculate that the lead pipes in our house might be the reason for his descent into madness and politics

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Primo: Are you concerned that the pipes in our house are lead? Me: No. Primo: But they are lead! Me: I have not thought about it. Sho...

In which Primo and I disagree about how long he should speak at a BBQ tonight

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Primo: I have to work on my speech. Me: Your speech? Primo: Yes. I will have to speak tonight at the BBQ. Me: Keep it short. Primo: ...
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Thursday, December 8, 2016

In which Primo and I disagree about whether to buy candy from a kid raising money for his eighth-grade class trip to Denmark

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1. We live in an affluent area. Not a Mercedes or a BMW in every garage area, but a mostly new cars, kids who can get braces, and families w...
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Wednesday, December 7, 2016

In which some random guy emails, messages, and then calls Primo to ask him what he is doing on his campaign and we wonder if Ted has moved here to haunt us

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Primo: This is weird. There's this guy who's really into politics. I've only met him once or twice. Me: OK. Primo: He emaile...
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Tuesday, December 6, 2016

In which we are reminded that engineers hate scope creep

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This is how the conversation went: Me: Did you wash the basil, too? Primo : No. Just the tomatoes. Me: Why didn't you wash th...
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Saturday, December 3, 2016

In which a friend Primo has known longer than he has known me and who is a mutual facebook friend asks if I make up the dialogs I post and Primo says Yes, some, and I say, Nope they are all true

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Which they are. This was the post that inspired the question. I do not make stuff up. Ever. 1. I don't need to. 2. I don't ha...
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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

In which Primo claims that his clutter is OK because other people are far, far worse, which is true, but it does not make me any happier, as I think the only acceptable status is no clutter

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Primo messaged this photo to me and said, "See? Other people are a lot worse than I am. So my clutter is not so bad. It's OK....
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Saturday, November 26, 2016

In which Primo has to adjust the windows at the cottage where we go on vacation

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Only we are not on vacation any more, so we are very, very sad. I wish we were the kind of people who can be on vacation all the time. We ar...
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Monday, November 21, 2016

In which I get Primo to concede that my brother using Too Many Paper Towels! is not the worst thing in the world and I remind him that his parents stayed in our house for nine days in our bedroom and I had to suck it up

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Primo was ultra cranky when my brother was here, as I mentioned, but I wanted him to get the heck over it. But, sadly, Primo had already rea...
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Sunday, November 20, 2016

In which my brother visits and it is stressful for Primo because - I think - he has never had a normal adult relationship with a sibling

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My brother is here on his way back home after my uncle's memorial fish fry last week. Greg rode up from Texas and is visiting us on the ...
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Thursday, November 17, 2016

In which I find another reason to think that Sly and Doris were Bad Parents

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As we are making the bed: Primo: How do you do that again? Me: A hospital corner? Primo: Yes. Me: Like this. Primo: You are so muc...
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