August 17, 2009

That Gas Smell
FOUND by Mike Jarboe in chair at physical therapy office
Poor Stanley. Always being "dealt with."
living in sin because there's nowhere else to go, and man, it's fun.
#5: put out?

Man, I fucking hate dealing with Stanley!

This reminds me of the days when I was married when my spouse would come home and say, "what the fuck did YOU do today? Ohh. you worked so hard with laundry and kids and dinner... Why are there dirty dishes in the sink?"

Thank God I'm in that 50% DIVORCE rate statistic.
+ August 17, 2009 12:32 AM +
baby basil in the herb garden
@Living: "Put out" the tree, probably refers to a real Christmas tree, which dries out over the holidays (the little bucket notwithstanding) and is then put out with the trash for pickup. And usually the trash people refuse to take it.

Maybe the physiotherapist wanted to see what the patient did in an average day, to see where the pain is coming from. Dealing with Stanley and Matt's kids probably doesn't help.
+ August 17, 2009 01:33 AM +
Ian in Edinburgh
15) Became even more list-obsessed
+ August 17, 2009 03:27 AM +
Effie in Oxfordshire
Now there's a person who really would wonder why anyone was trying to be like her.
+ August 17, 2009 03:45 AM +
Dog breath in consistant
That gas smell could have been coming from the litter boxes. What a gross concept. Thats why cat people's houses stink and the residents don't notice it. Best to own ceramic cats.
+ August 17, 2009 05:35 AM +
Chief in the cubical of life
Watching someone elses kids? Give them a double expresso and take'em to the candy isle in Safeway. And get some gas-x for Stanley.
+ August 17, 2009 05:41 AM +
Party in my Pants
This list is for her husband who says everyday... "Well, what did you do today?"
+ August 17, 2009 06:05 AM +
Librarian in the woodwork

That gas smell was likely emanating from Stanley.

#5 could be "took ... pot out" [which Matt or his kids left in the house while he was dealing with Stanley's gas smell]

#9 I think we've all duted the TV at least once in our lives, nicht wahr?


But most of all ... what do want to bet that NONE of these things were on her "to do" list for the day and/or that she wasn't able to check off a single "to do" item by the end of the day? I KNOW we've all had days like that!

+ August 17, 2009 06:37 AM +
Erp in Burp
@baby basil: I don't think 'living' was asking a question, exactly. Perhaps in the UK you don't use the expression "put out."
+ August 17, 2009 06:40 AM +
Freonz freak in g hallucinations agree with Librarian
First thought was that Stanley was the source of the gas smells.

Dog breath, the people who own indoor cats and stinky houses are the ones that have to put "clean the litter box" on their to do list. If one removes the waste from the litter box in a timely manner the house and the litter box don't get stinky.
+ August 17, 2009 07:13 AM +
Party in my Pants
I thought the smell was the signal that it is time to clean the litter box.
+ August 17, 2009 07:23 AM +
filbert in freak
@Freonz - but the cats do remain stinky!!!!!
+ August 17, 2009 07:23 AM +
Feeling in coherent
I woke to ‘Ol Stanley’s bad gas smell.
Watched Matt’s kids while he dealt with that hell.
Purged this house of Christmas.
My work, please don’t dismiss.
With your day, what’d YOU do – Please DO tell!
+ August 17, 2009 07:36 AM +
fooch in a hurry on the first day back at school
Nice poem, Feeling.

I was thinking that, for a change, here is a 'to do' list in retrospect.

p.s. next time you wake to gas smell, try to remember what you fixed for dinner the night before.....
+ August 17, 2009 07:54 AM +
Feeling in coherent
Thanks Fooch.

I was feeling inspired by Philipp Goedicke and Carl Casell.
+ August 17, 2009 08:13 AM +
Librarian in the woodwork

@ filbert ... ahhh, but not ceramic cats!
+ August 17, 2009 09:53 AM +
me in mine
oooh that smell.
can't you smell that smell?
+ August 17, 2009 10:49 AM +
Hiplainsdrifter in South Portland, Maine

Things had gone well. It had been quite a busy day, but now she had some peace and quiet. Having reviewed her list, she had a feeling of accomplishment, having dealt with Stanley, getting the tree down, the decorations put away, and the whole rest of the place neat and clean and smelling fresh.

(She was about to enter item 15, "make dinner"
, when the whole house blew everyone and everything smithereens from the gas leak.)

The Christmas tree looked on from the snow bank as this list landed in front of it.

+ August 17, 2009 11:21 AM +
sherri in canada
would love to hear what she is actually thinking as she's legitimising her exsistence in lists of mundane chores.
+ August 17, 2009 01:04 PM +
Kaka in Kiwiland
I think the family has signed up to be part of wife-swap so Mom is trying to make herself look busy in the hope that 'new mommy' will get the house in shape for her by the time she gets back. I don't envy new mommy...
+ August 17, 2009 03:45 PM +
Night in gale
Oh the minutiae! I can see making a "to do" list like this and crossing things off, but to make it after-the-fact? Oy.

@Dog breath: you've been here longer under another name, haven't you? Were you the geek not in your mom's basement? You are witty and are making references that seem, in my memory, to precede your current name. Do tell.
+ August 17, 2009 06:41 PM +
Librarian in the woodwork

I think there's a kind of symmetry to this list. Look at #1 and #14 together; then #2 and #13; then #3-#12; then 4-11; 5-10; 6-9; and 7-8.

I can see how the gas smell could have been coming from the garbage; how Stanley might have brought his dirty clothes over to be washed; how Matt's kids might have been doing something unfortunate with the litter boxes; then the decor could have been on the counters; and the tree on the coffee table; the cleaning goes with du[s]ting; and the sweeping with the vacuuming.

What we have here, folks, is NOT a to-do or done-this list. What we have here is an epic poem written in ancient Hebraic parallelisms. Those are verse numbers at the beginning of each line. This is what that best of wives praised in Proverbs 31 spent her time doing, while her husband sat at the city gate. THIS is the translated text of the lost last chapter of the biblical Book of Proverbs!


Or maybe not. I could be reading things into it.
+ August 17, 2009 07:02 PM +
Freonz freak in g hallucinations
Librarian, you've got a great and enjoyable wit about you. Thanks for the laughs!

BTW, neither my house nor my kitteh are stinky. And they're also not ceramic, though I wish Kitty was when he yarks up a fur ball.
+ August 17, 2009 07:15 PM +
Sammy Davis Junior Jr
Cats will remain stinky if the particularly furry cats have dingle berries.
+ August 17, 2009 09:18 PM +
Tim Hodge
I think a "What I Did Today" list is much easier to fulfill than a "To Do" list.

Everything gets checked off!
+ August 17, 2009 10:26 PM +
orinoco womble in wimbledon burrow
Reminds me of the Hans Christian Andersen story about the little Christmas tree who thought it was going to be in the house forever and was hurt and upset when he was tossed out at the end of the holidays. He thought they would keep him and redecorate him.

These days it happens! The artificial tree gets to play Christmas year after year.
+ August 18, 2009 05:01 AM +
Dead in the head
Most people aren't lucky enough to wake up to the smell of gas. They usually wake up DEAD. Why the list AFTER the jobs are done? Reporting to a real control freak of a mate??
+ August 18, 2009 10:18 AM +
wake & bake
Okay. The first day, no, my vacation, what I did on my summer vacation, the first day on my vacation, I woke up.
Then, I went downtown. To look for a job.
Then I hung out in front of the drugstore.
The second day on my summer vacation, I woke up.
Then I went downtown. To look for a job.
Then I hung out in front of the drugstore.
The third day on my summer vacation, I woke up...

Now that's fine, young man!

...Then I went downtown to look for a job...

Now that's fine, young man!

...Then I got a job, keeping people from here and out in front of the drugstore. The fourth day on my...

+ August 20, 2009 09:45 AM +

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