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We bought this pergola from Home Depot and were so excited and pleased with it – until a storm the other night destroyed it. It appears to be totally unsalvageable. I’ really bummed about it and do not plan to replace it – at least not the same brand. The storm was pretty bad, but this was completely unexpected.
10 ft. x 13 ft. Dark Grey Aluminum Outdoor Patio Pergola with Retractable Sun Shade Canopy Cover
Internet # 324321395
Model # PG0202-02-6
Store SKU # 1009186959…
When true crime and news producers seek to obfuscate the identity of an individual, they often resort to generic placeholders such as “a local woman we’ll call ‘Becky.'” However, I believe that this is a missed opportunity for creativity and engagement. Rather than relying on uninspired pseudonyms, TV producers could create more vivid characters. For example, instead of “Bill was having an affair with a local cashier, we’ll call ‘Elusive Goblin'”. Let’s mix it up!
Aries (March 21 – April 19): This month, Aries, your life will be as unpredictable as a squirrel on roller skates at a disco party. Expect to find inspiration in a stack of pancakes or discover your true purpose while attempting to juggle flaming marshmallows. Embrace the chaos, and remember, the cosmic microwave background radiation has your back.
Taurus (April 20 – May 20): September brings the opportunity for you to become one with a garden gnome colony. They will teach you the art of silent disco and the secret language of lawn ornaments. Beware of rogue garden hoses and spontaneous poetry slams in the produce aisle.
Gemini (May 21 – June 20): This month, your doppelgänger from a parallel universe may invite you for tea with the intergalactic squirrel ambassador. Don’t forget to bring your kazoo and a pineapple pizza as a peace offering. Your destiny is as fluid as a lava lamp on a roller coaster.
Cancer (June 21 – July 22): The stars advise you to build a fort made entirely of marshmallows and spend your nights stargazing while humming sea shanties. Your lucky numbers are 3.14, avocado, and infinity. Watch out for falling meteor-shaped watermelons!
Leo (July 23 – August 22): September will bring you closer to achieving your dream of becoming a professional interpretive dancer for inanimate objects. Your wardrobe should consist entirely of banana peels and feather boas. Expect an unexpected visit from a sentient cactus.
Virgo (August 23 – September 22): This month, you’ll discover that your true spirit animal is a disco-dancing narwhal. Embrace your newfound underwater groove and share your wisdom with the jellyfish council. Beware of glitter allergies and spontaneous ukulele serenades.
Libra (September 23 – October 22): Your quest for inner balance will lead you to communicate with interdimensional socks. They will reveal the secrets of time travel through laundry machines. Your lucky color is neon plaid, and your mantra is “To infinity and mismatched socks!”
Scorpio (October 23 – November 21): The cosmic spiders are weaving intricate patterns in your life this month. Embrace your arachnid allies and learn the tango with a sentient vacuum cleaner. Be cautious of rogue marshmallow fluff and spontaneous interpretive dance-offs.
Sagittarius (November 22 – December 21): September will be a month of cosmic exploration as you embark on a quest to find the lost city of Atlantis in your bathtub. Pack your snorkel and an umbrella, and don’t be surprised if you encounter mermaid accountants and time-traveling rubber ducks.
Capricorn (December 22 – January 19): The stars suggest you start a rock band with your pet rock, Rocky, and a group of telepathic seagulls. Your album, “Pebbles and Screeches,” will top the charts in the parallel universe of rock ‘n’ roll reptiles.
Aquarius (January 20 – February 18): September is the month to embrace your inner mad scientist. Experiment with creating sentient vegetables and host a tea party for time-traveling teacups. Just be careful not to accidentally invent the toaster-powered rocket ship.
Pisces (February 19 – March 20): Your psychic fish powers are at an all-time high this month. Communicate with dolphins via interpretive dance and unravel the mysteries of underwater karaoke. Don’t be surprised if you receive an invitation to join a mermaid book club discussing the works of Shakespearean sea creatures.
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Please accept my sincerest apologies for the low level of maturity on this blog post.
I presented this prompt to Chat GPT:
Write a silly story about a grown man who was day-dreaming about robocop in church and then falls asleep and accidentally poops himself.
Honestly, I was shocked that it accommodated me without scolding me for the subject matter.
…Once upon a time, there was a grown man named Tom who had a fascination with Robocop. He was sitting in church one Sunday, daydreaming about Robocop saving the day when suddenly he dozed off.
As Tom drifted off into a deep sleep, his subconscious mind took him on a wild adventure. He found himself in a futuristic world where he was the sidekick of Robocop. Together they fought off villains and saved the world. It was an exhilarating experience for Tom, and he lost track of time.
Unfortunately, Tom’s body wasn’t as excited about his adventure as his mind was. He had eaten a large burrito the night before, and his stomach was feeling uneasy. While he was sleeping, Tom accidentally pooped himself. The smell was so bad that it woke him up, and he quickly realized what had happened.
Tom was mortified. He tried to pretend like nothing had happened, but the smell was too strong, and everyone around him started to notice. People were trying to hold their breath and move away from him, and Tom wished he could disappear.
After the service ended, Tom bolted out of the church and ran all the way home, too embarrassed to show his face to anyone. From that day forward, he never daydreamed about Robocop in church again, and he always made sure to use the bathroom before leaving the house.
I took this photo in the late ’80s. Even though it’s a blurry Polaroid, this is definitely one of my all time favorite images. It really takes me back.
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I found this site, bumwine.com, a number of years ago, and it gave me a great idea to have a bum wine tasting party. For over five years, I’ve been threatening to hold such a party.
I don’t know how widely known this is, but it turns out that a lot of these “wines” are produced by established, reputable wineries, but they don’t necessarily want you to know that. Night Train, for example, is a product of E. & J. Gallo Winery. The label on a bottle of Night Train makes no mention of Gallo. It shows as being produced by Night Train Limited.
I wanted that have little cards with the name of each wine on the table. It would have been fancy.
It turns out that a lot of these wines are no longer produced. See the email below that I received in 2018.
It seems that I had this idea a bit too late to actually hold such a party.
