I am Hummingwolf, Doer of Deeds

Sunday's attempt to wear myself out with all the walking worked--I got seven hours of sleep that night! Unfortunately, I've gone back to the four to five-hour pattern now, even though I've still done a bit more walking than usual.

So what deeds have I done recently, you're asking yourself? Ah, yesterday's feat was a mighty one indeed. Brace yourselves and prepare to be awed: I defrosted and cleaned a refrigerator unassisted.

Okay, some of you are looking less than impressed out there. Don't think I can't see you. Let me remind you: I live in a co-ed house which has been tenanted mostly by college students since at least the 1970s. Think about it and marvel, okay?

Actually the fridge wasn't as bad as I've seen it in the past--only the bottom shelf had gotten truly repulsive. Still, I'm impressed by me, 'specially since I did all the work in the heat, after walking more than usual during the day, and using only one small package of M&Ms for fuel.

Today I'm gonna go to the library. No mighty feat that, but I need to be in air conditioning for a while.

In other news, several days after my paid membership ran out, I am now reduced to using only three of my icons. My animated watery one everybody likes is not one of the ones I can use. Phooey. I wish I could have chosen which three were usable, but the LJ system seems to have picked the three I've used in comments most recently. Fair enough, I suppose.

Ah well. 'Tis time to go questing for chocolate. May you all have a day full of wonders!

Thank you, Anonymous 2!

After my last post, somebody bought me a paid account--and then somebody added to it. Whoever y'all are, thank you so much!

Special Delivery

A conversation about tea and coffee this evening brought back memories of having tea delivered to the house when I was a child. Since tea delivery is something nobody else in the chat remembers, I'll ask you: Does anybody else out there remember Jewel Tea? While we're at it, did you get big cans of potato chips and other snacks & stuff from Charles Chips?

On Sunday mornings before church in the early '70s, when other boys were delivering newspapers, my brother had a bagel route. As far as I know, he never threw anybody's bagels in the bushes.