it's so dark i can't see my hands... maybe i don't have any hands!!! gah!!!

finished spider bones and it was reliably good. reichs's books tend to be a bit formulaic but then again, that is sort of the point. she writes anthropological thrillers. that's it. that's what she does, and why not? she's damn good at it. in case you don't know, her books are the basis of the teevee show bones. maybe you don't care, you don't watch television, you don't read books. WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD TRY IT SOMETIME, DOOFELMONGER!

okay, so what else is new, eh? had some sardines for high tea, and i must say that sardines are quite the bomp, yes they are. what's that? you don't like them? well, more for me then! oily tinned fishies with their skins and their bones and their tails still on... mmmmm!! sardines + saltines = tru luv. i brought the wee tiny tinned fishies outside to have my meal on the lovely new deck furnishings because as much as i like sardines, i don't want my house smelling like 'em. so. that's what i did. but i thought i'd go back inside when it got dark, and i'd maybe do some laundry, but here's the thing about autumn: it freaking gets dark inahurry. it's like, la la la, nice afternoon, la la la, BOOMDARKNESS!!

and i don't want to do the laundry. i can still see the keyboard, so it's not too dark to blog... but of course the screen lights up the keyboard, so it's never too dark to blog. hmm.... what else can i see? i can still see the other end of the yard, and there is my stupid yardneighbor walking his yapping mutt out there on my yard, thinks i can't see him. HEY BUDDY - I SEE YOU!! stoopid frooker. probably having his chien take a poo in my yard. GET OFFA MY LAWN!! i can see my nextdoors's house where they are painting it again. sheesh. they are painting that thing all freaking the time! of course, we paint our house on the regular schedule of never, so what do i know.

here's a picture of my decklights.


they are dysfunctional. they are supposed to soak up sunlight all day long and then provide this sunlight back to us all night, but they only provide like 3 hours of sunlight after dark. i am fairly certain they just turn off when we go to bed because they are thinking "ah, the boss is gone!" but what they don't know is that sometimes we get back up and so we know they are turning off early. stoopid frookers. well, maybe not stoopid because they do know what a pain it would be to take them back to the store. that's why they are still perched up there like mr & mrs lovelylight, like they are so fabulous, like we don't know the TRUTH! mr & mrs lazylight is more like it! yeah! frookers. so they are sitting out there all day long every day just eating up all the sunlight and then turning off early. what are they doing with all that extra sunlight? probably shipping it off to sunlight processing plants that are secretly using sunlight to power giant robots that will take over the earth. scary frookers, that's what they are... scary!