When the family was off in Elmira a few weeks ago I considered working on my basement, but I couldn’t bring myself to start. More precisely, I didn’t know where to start. So as you will recall, I finished the income taxes, browsed through some record shops, and bought my traditional “bachelor weekend” DiBella’s sub.
I was finally motivated to get my basement in shape by the lousy weather yesterday. I have been so frustrated at not being able to open up the garage for summer, I thought “I’ll show them” and focused on the basement instead. I sprayed some anti-Mildew chemical that I bought over a year ago on the cinderblock walls and was quite literally taken aback by the fumes, which permeated the whole house. The spray did the trick, but it has a smell worse than bleach that I hope doesn’t stick around. I bought a gallon of paint over a year ago as well, and I aim to get it on the walls at some point soon. I think it would be nice if the basement is in shape by Dennise’s birthday in October. I know that’s extending a long time frame ever further, but summer is no time to be in your basement. Unless of course winter continues to persist as it looks like it might.
Toxic fumes were the perfect excuse to get the family out of the house, so we all went to Sam’s Club to restock on diapers and all manner of cleaning supplies. Fortunately, we were near the Dick’s clearance sale and found we were not too late to take advantage of the values. I finally got a new ski jacket, and at less than $100 it was worth waiting for. It’s drab green with orange trim. It’s a Columbia, so I am loyal to the brand of my last ski jacket, which I purchased over fifteen years ago. I am so impressed with how coat technology has improved since that time. My new coat is lighter, more comfortable, and warmer than my old one. I really only had need for a new ski jacket after I moved back upstate. There is still something ingrained in me after living in New York for so long that makes me feel like a hick wearing the ski jacket to work. I might not look like George Costanza in the puffy coat, but I feel that way. I don’t feel bad about parting with the old jacket, but I do have to reflect on how I wore it to all the Bills playoff games that I went to going back to 1992. Luckily there are a lot of pictures of me in the jacket to go with many wonderful memories.
I also got a great deal on a pair of black ski pants, long overdue. If you want an idea of what I looked like when I went skiing this past winter, check out the pictures of me building a snowman with Syd. It’s pretty much the same mismatched, cracker ass outfit.
When I heard about the Goo Goo Dolls doing a Sabres tribute video for the playoffs I was prepared to be underwhelmed and possibly embarrassed, but I was actually kind of impressed. I found a version of it on YouTube, but the audio level was too low to hear. Maybe other versions of it will follow for anyone who hasn’t seen it.
What I haven’t been able to find on YouTube is the Brian Campbell commercial for The Center for Excessive Sweating. I think I could probably watch that a million times and still be entertained by it. There is just so much to like. Hopefully the Sabres go deep enough in the playoffs that I can memorize it. It’s hard to describe if you haven’t seen it. Hopefully the internet chatter on this picks up and it gets posted somewhere.
Picture of Brian Campbell taken by Mike Lynaugh. I have added him to my links.
I was finally motivated to get my basement in shape by the lousy weather yesterday. I have been so frustrated at not being able to open up the garage for summer, I thought “I’ll show them” and focused on the basement instead. I sprayed some anti-Mildew chemical that I bought over a year ago on the cinderblock walls and was quite literally taken aback by the fumes, which permeated the whole house. The spray did the trick, but it has a smell worse than bleach that I hope doesn’t stick around. I bought a gallon of paint over a year ago as well, and I aim to get it on the walls at some point soon. I think it would be nice if the basement is in shape by Dennise’s birthday in October. I know that’s extending a long time frame ever further, but summer is no time to be in your basement. Unless of course winter continues to persist as it looks like it might.
Toxic fumes were the perfect excuse to get the family out of the house, so we all went to Sam’s Club to restock on diapers and all manner of cleaning supplies. Fortunately, we were near the Dick’s clearance sale and found we were not too late to take advantage of the values. I finally got a new ski jacket, and at less than $100 it was worth waiting for. It’s drab green with orange trim. It’s a Columbia, so I am loyal to the brand of my last ski jacket, which I purchased over fifteen years ago. I am so impressed with how coat technology has improved since that time. My new coat is lighter, more comfortable, and warmer than my old one. I really only had need for a new ski jacket after I moved back upstate. There is still something ingrained in me after living in New York for so long that makes me feel like a hick wearing the ski jacket to work. I might not look like George Costanza in the puffy coat, but I feel that way. I don’t feel bad about parting with the old jacket, but I do have to reflect on how I wore it to all the Bills playoff games that I went to going back to 1992. Luckily there are a lot of pictures of me in the jacket to go with many wonderful memories.
I also got a great deal on a pair of black ski pants, long overdue. If you want an idea of what I looked like when I went skiing this past winter, check out the pictures of me building a snowman with Syd. It’s pretty much the same mismatched, cracker ass outfit.
When I heard about the Goo Goo Dolls doing a Sabres tribute video for the playoffs I was prepared to be underwhelmed and possibly embarrassed, but I was actually kind of impressed. I found a version of it on YouTube, but the audio level was too low to hear. Maybe other versions of it will follow for anyone who hasn’t seen it.
What I haven’t been able to find on YouTube is the Brian Campbell commercial for The Center for Excessive Sweating. I think I could probably watch that a million times and still be entertained by it. There is just so much to like. Hopefully the Sabres go deep enough in the playoffs that I can memorize it. It’s hard to describe if you haven’t seen it. Hopefully the internet chatter on this picks up and it gets posted somewhere.
Picture of Brian Campbell taken by Mike Lynaugh. I have added him to my links.
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