A Book of Rogues and Imposters

Contractor: Gremlins!
Veggie (on couch): This house is known for them!
Tae (also on couch, in ragged chorus with Veggie): This house is full of them!


The bathroom floor is now a tile patterned vinyl-over-plywood, instead of painted oak boards; it's classier than I expected.

In other news, last month my mother finally got through to my father that she didn't want to live year-round in Guatemala (my theory is she used a sledgehammer), and, when he snippily inquired as to where she'd rather live, she replied (as she has since he started making serious noise about fleeing the island in '06) 'Hawai'i'.

They've just rented a 3/2 in Captain Cook on the Big Island, having headed there after renting the house on the island out at the end of last month.

They're paying less a month than I am. I am deeply bemused.

"Would you like your boot back out of the dish drainer?"

"*sad!* I've run out of octopus."

ETA: "I'm still proud of my bladder!"

Tae: *stares at the veggie, who is doing Things to her current knitting*

Veggie, through a knitting needle: I'm mooooving?

Tae: Well, that, but you're also making a patternmage go 'What the fuck are you doing?'

Veggie: Hexing my grandmother's chicken.

Tae: Expertly, even!

Veggie: That chicken had it coming.

Tae: *orders a pizza!*

Pizza Guy: *wanders up steps, doesn't need to knock or ring bell because he sees Tae get up from the couch in the living room*

Tae: *blinks at door, opens it, greets Pizza Guy with* Good lord you're tall.

Pizza Guy: *blinks! grins?*

Tae: I can't usually see people through the windows in the door *waves at glass panes above her own head in the door*

Pizza Guy: *giggling* I'm the tallest guy at my store, too, and everyone else is shorter than usual--

Tae: :D *hands over cash!* Please, keep the change. You didn't make the 'oh, god, EVERYBODY says this!' face. Thank you!

Friday: "Why do we need a starter pet? Pets are not sourdough!"

Saturday: "Now, as nearly as I could make out, this verse translates as 'At the folk festival, at the folk festival, the night is dark, where is your daughter?'. Which reminded me of a lot of folk festivals I've been to, but seemed a little unusual for a Belarussian song . . ."

Sunday: "Yes, yes that robin is taunting you. No, I'm not letting you out of the house."

Monday: "Dude, we can tell that's a rented cat suit. It's totally not tailored for you. --aaand cue the affronted look!" *pause* "STOP LICKING MY HAIR!"

While driving back to work . . .

Radish: I still think a hallway filled with traffic signs would be NEAT. With a STOP sign in front of the bathroom! . . Yield sign.

Tae: *nods* Yield sign.

Radish: Yield to the bathroom!

Tae: . . 'zat anything like 'Hail to the Chief'?

Radish: . . . . . . Answer from back of brain is "An Ri is Heim!"

Both: *giggle like little girls*

Radish: We must share with K.