Everyday Stupidities

So the place where my wife and I went for dinner tonight -- me sticking to a side salad since I'd already had two tacos a couple hours earlier (her request to go out to dinner when she got home from work came as a surprise), then a big slab of chocolate cake cuz life is short -- has a bar on the other end of the place and it's open mike night. There's a young man with a guitar singing like young men with guitars sound, a.k.a. bad Dave Matthews. And it wasn't until he got to the end of the song he was crooning like a young man with a guitar on open mike night that I figured out what it was:

"Hit Me Baby, One More Time" by Britney Spears.

I was out of Pepsi or I would have done a spit-take.

Life is coasting merrily along, which is to say it's not particularly doing anything at all. I'm raising from some of my passing funks, there's nothing new to say about the yard except that the tomatoes and pumpkin are filling their cages, the sweet peas are climbing but the beans are still kinds scrawny, we've been eating the lettuce as it comes, and there are cute yellow flowers on the squashes which probably are more tasty to me than the veggies that these will be produce later. For the past year I've been doing a daily picture on Flickr under the title "Lyrical 365" because the photo is connected to song lyrics, and that ends in two days... I'm not starting a new daily series, which will be weird for me since it's forced me to push myself and try new things, but I think something in the ennui family inside of me has to be settled before I can start afresh and anew. Anyhow, that's a blog post, a week after the last one for once, so hasta yer pasta. The photo is from my front porch with almost no tweaking.