Friday Potpourri Vol. 8
Another week, another challenge.
I really didn’t think these Friday posts would amount to anything when I started them. But a small, and I emphasize small, portion of people who read these seem to like them.
So, for that handful of people, here we go.
Lost in the excitement over my new rotary mower was the encounter I had with a lawn service I hired to apply weed killer and fertilizer to the lawn.
Imagine my excitement when the day after I bought the mower, parked outside of the house, was the lawn company. The technician was rolling up his hose.
A few minutes later, the doorbell rings. My next door neighbor hands me the bill the lawn service left on his door for the application.
THEY SPRAYED THE WRONG YARD!
It would be understandable except for the fact that over every garage door in our area, etched in stone, is the house number.
So I called the number on the receipt. The lady on the other end was very helpful. “Oh, we will reschedule that right away, sir.”
You might have noticed a slight pause after that last sentence. That was me, just now, calling the lawn service again to find out why they still haven’t been here.
This time I got the “Let me talk to the manager. sir” answer. Monday was promised.
At our last house, we lived on a small lake and you couldn’t put just anything on the yard when it came to chemicals. It would find its way into the water and affect the fish and fauna. But now i can go nuclear on weeds. I am like Dr. Strangelove. No mercy will be shown. HAHAHA!
In other news, I found a show called Celebrity House Hunting.
The word celebrity is being stretched out of shape these days. I mean, one episode had the guy who played Mini-Me in the Austin Powers franchise. He has a million to drop on a house? Really?
But the one that sent me to Twitter to ask a question was Barry Williams. You know him as Greg Brady from the Brady Bunch. How does he have any money approaching a million? Regional theater pays that well?
Thanks to my crack researcher, @debihen , (Yeah, we now have a research department here at the Bellbottom Blog) , we find out that Mr. Williams has a gig in Branson, Mo. Brady Brunch. At the Yakov Smirnoff Theater.
It sounds delightful, yes?
Two hours of singing, dancing and reminiscing with Barry Williams. And they throw in a brunch. It is at the ungodly hour of 10:00 in the morning. But when else would you have brunch?
And at the low, low price of $34.95 a person.
He is on pace to do 182 of these. So, back to the original question, where does he get a million to buy a house? In Branson.
Well, the NCAA Tournament starts up in a couple of hours, which means :
Endless Capital One commercials
Spandau Ballet earworms “I know this much is true”
More Capital One commercials
Some Basketball followed by
Direct TV commercials with Charlie Sheen in them
Who would have thought, last fall, during all the Two and a Half Men drama, he would be doing commercials? Yeah, that was plural. He does one for Fiat as well. I didn’t even know they still made those.
I can see by the word counter that I have probably done enough for this week.
As always, if you have any suggestions, questions or subjects you would like me to tackle here, just let me know.