Wednesday, October 5th 2011 - Book 132 - I washed the plastic "Taste of the Wild" cat food bag that once held Pip the Evergreen Jungle Cat's food with my water supply hose, which (for whatever reason) wasn't springing forth water like the faucet I thought it should be.
This gave me cause to do what I did a lot during that time, complain about the cold, the drizzle, and all the stupid hippies who believe Mother Nature likes us in any way. I'm pretty sure Pip felt the same way. On days like this, he spend a lot of time in bed under the covers.
But in spite of my moods, I made my daily hike up to Spruce to check for bad guys who, I was certain, must be dumber than me to be there.
PROP COSTS: $11.10 + (STORYTIME WORKED: 3hrs 11min x OUR EXCHANGE RATE (based on fed minimum wage): $7.25) = $34.18