We had our first homeowner disaster this weekend. On Sunday we heard the toilet making a gurgling sound as the shower was running. She was a little spooked and I was just like “it’s no big deal, it happens, all the pipes are connected so sometimes some air bubbles come up.” (thinking: women know nothing about the way these things work). Then the toilet wouldn’t flush, it just filled up the bowl. Having thrown down some narsty dumps in my life, I’ve seen this before, so I just get to work with the plunger. But I’m getting nowhere, and as I plunge the toilet a tiny bit of diarrhea looking water comes up out of the bathtub. It had some floating leafy things as if I had just eaten a salad or something. At this point she’s convinced it’s a serious issue, so I do some online research. Apparently this can happen when there has been a lot of rain, and there had been a decent amount of rain in Memphis so I thought that we just needed to wait it out. I’m trying to avoid the plumber fee, she’s trying to avoid anonymous Memphian’s diarrhea on her feet as she showers. Both legitimate. So I told her I’d figure out what the deal was and she shouldn’t worry about it (and I had decided to wait out the storm). Later than night she went into the bathroom and yelled “Oh gross! Diarrheaville!” I investigated and there was some serious solid waste on the bathtub floor and it was stanking up the bathroom pretty awful. So I opened the window, put a fan in there, shut the door, and went to sleep. The next morning when I woke up the bathtub was 3/4 full of liquid sewage (read: diarrhea), so I decided it was about that time. Got a plumber over there while I was at work. Apparently some roots were in the pipes outside our house and had clogged them up. Supposedly could happen again in 5 years. Plumbers clean the pipes but had forgotten the tool to clean the solid waste left in the bathtub after the liquid flowed out. Gross. My wife went out and bought some gloves and cleaned some unmentionable waste out of the bathtub like a champ. Wife of the year.
Hello Friends. This will be my last post for the Summer as I retreat to the wilderness of New Hampshire for the months of June and July.
Thanks to all who have read for so long. Its you who makes the blog and the reason I write and post
I want wish a very happy wedding and married life to a dedicated H&O reader who has helped shape the blog over the past couple two years. He is getting married this Summer. He knows who he is. When asked about his honeymoon he responded:
Thanks for the email. We’ll be headed to Jamaica for a week. Couples resort, all-inclusive, no kids allowed. Nude beach. Jacuzzi in the room. Breakfast in bed. Steak for lunch. Lobster for dinner. You know how I roll…
If you are just now finding this blog I would suggest you scan back through the pages. The blog goes back for four plus years. Through some great times, great finds, and great laughs.
Remember: Drink a couple of beers and sit on the front porch. Wear a sweet tank, a backwards hat, and some high shorts. Enjoy the outdoors and the water. Drink brown liquor. Listen to Ryan Adams, bluegrass, and Classic Rock. Savor your 20s. Live life and enjoy the small things. Talk with your friends. Its been real. Have a great Summer.
Road Trip: NC, VA, WV, PA, NY, VT, NH
Flowers in the Garden.
Greensboro. March 2012.
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Flowers in the Garden.
Greensboro. March 2012
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H&O Movie Review:
The Kids Are Alright. (2010)
This hip take on the modern family features a lesbian couple with two teenage kids and the twists and turns as the kids discover and form a relationship with their sperm donor. Its your classic indie dramedy. California setting. Witty dialogue. Unique Plotline. Quirky humor. Intense drama and passion.
The movie is also chock full of sex, nudity, and porn scenes. Some real old fashion slamming. I made the mistake of watching it with my parents, unaware of how graphic the film would get. I knew it was about lesbians and my dad said “We can handle lesbians our street is full of them (fact)”. In the first 30 minutes you see a male gay porn movie and some female on female oral, and as the movie continues Mark Ruffalo and Julianne Moore enjoy repeated wild intimate moments. Surprisingly you do see some Julianne Moore bresticles. My mother left within the first 20 minutes and I ended up just finished it by my lonesome.
I enjoyed the movie. It had an interesting plot and overall great acting. The dialogue was good and the movie moved along at the correct pace. The Kids Are Alright was branded as a comedy, but fell very short of anything close to that genre. It also could have taken the dramatic moments farther. The “intense” scenes left me cold. The martial troubles and infidelity between the two moms deserved more attention along with the emotional struggles of the sperm donor as he connects with his offspring and develops relationships with the family. The teenage kids’ lives and their internal issues could really brought depth to the movie. I feel like more attention was paid to organic farming and the farm-to-table restaurant than some of the real true dramatic issues in the story. The director and writers could have really run with some of the family drama scenes in the flick, but the audience is denied the pleasure of any true passionate, agonizing, piercing scenes.
H&O Official Rating: 7.5/10
Asheville and the Blue Ridge Mountains.
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Paul McCartney & Wings.
ESPN put together a bunch of clips of this ump calling strikeouts back-to-back. It was great.
Sometimes you find that perfect song that is so great that you have to listen to it over and over again for like three days straight.
I have experienced this with songs by Jackson Browne (Somebody’s Baby, Here Come Those Tears Again, Daddy’s Tune), The Eagles (Hotel California, Desperado, Take It To the Limit) , Elton John (My Father’s Gun, Levon, Tiny Dancer) , Kenny Chesney (Summertime, Don’t Blink), The Band (The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, The Weight, It Makes No Difference), Old Crow Medicine Show (Wagon Wheel), Billy Currington (Good Directions), Garth Brooks (Callin’ Baton Rouge), Ryan Adams (Answering Bell, Come Pick Me Up, Two), Michael Buble (Haven’t Met You Yet), Randy Newman (I Love L.A.), and of course Hall & Oates (Out of Touch, She’s Gone, Rich Girl, Everytime You Go Away).
My recent discovery is Father and Son by Cat Stevens. The song and video is posted above. An unbelievable song. Simple. Emotional. Passionate. Tender. Its very catchy, yet very meaningful. The SongFacts. The Lyrics.
After listening to Cat Stevens’ version check out the cover by the Irish group BoyZone. You have to watch the video. The visual aspects of the video are significant. Awesome.
The Flaming Lips released a song called Fight Test which sounded a lot like Cat Stevens’ Father and Son. With the threat of a lawsuit, The Flaming Lips ended up splitting the royalties from Fight Test with Stevens’.
Didn’t RPD ask a high school fling out to the Homecoming dance in the Friendly Center Chick-fil-a drive thur/parking lot?