Sunday, October 22, 2017

Day 10.285: Exile #2's Sunday Column #197

Exile #2 writes...

This week was exhausting for both Exile #1 and myself, albeit in different ways. While Exile #1 spent long hours on his feet, representing his company, hob-nobbing with celebrities, company mascots and cart horses, I held down the fort at home, taxi driving every which way and raking like my life depended on it (fortunately, it didn’t because now it looks like I was never there).

One of the jobs I did while Exile #1 was away, was to head over to the hardware store for a replacement for our garbage disposal which, having sounded like a chainsaw for a while, finally decided it could Insinkerate no more. The YouTube videos I found made the process of replacement look simple enough for non experts to attempt. As we soon discovered, however, the videos omitted the awkwardness of unwedging a unit that had been in place for some time, and more significantly, the difficulties of dealing with “idiosyncratic” under-sink plumbing. As predicted, another trip to the hardware store was required to find some appropriate pipework, but I’m pleased to say that Exile #1 came up with a fix, and we once again have a terrifying piece of kitchen equipment in our plughole.

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Day 10.284: Saco Pumpkin Festival

After a fairly slow start to the day, we got down to some jobs around the house, but took a pause in the middle of the day to go down to Main Street for the Pumpkin Festival. Exile #3 and the rest of her dance company were premiering one of this year's dances - a high energy hip-hop dance to an edit of Beyoncé's Run the World (Girls):

We also checked out the rest of the festival - costumes, a game from a new Krispy Kreme that just opened in town involving speed-eating donuts hanging from strings, our last Elementary School pumpkin (from E5N1's class) and the surprising sight of a tortoise walking through the crowds:

We fortified ourselves midway with a drink and a slice of cake at The Rugged Spruce (Exile #2's favourite of the recently opened cafes) and then headed home to get another job done (more on that another time!)

Friday, October 20, 2017

Day 10.283: Home from the trade show

This morning I said goodbye to Chicago:

It's safe to say that this was a trade show experience unlike any other I've had. In part this was due to my role at the booth, but there were other things too. CeeLo Green was there as were the Monster Energy Girls, the Energizer Bunny and the M&Ms. As I sat at the booth waiting for the show to open, the Budweiser Clydesdales were walked through the show between the working car washes and hot-dog roller grills.

Anyway it was a fun and somewhat bewildering experience, but I'm very happy to be home.

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Day 10.282: Lakefront morning run

Some pictures from yesterday's morning run along the bank of Lake Michigan.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Day 10.281: Automatic blog post

I'm traveling, so I made this in advance in case I needed it. Another picture from our walk on the beach on Sunday.

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Monday, October 16, 2017

Day 10.279: Bar Harbor mist

For the last of my catch-up posts from our trip last weekend to Bar Harbor, a little recap of our final morning before we drove home through the rains of post-Tropical Storm Nate.

Once again, we got going as early as we could, knowing that rain was expected. In the end, the weather app on my phone kept counting down to the rain being 5 minutes away and then suddenly jumping up to 2 hours away again. We managed to not rush our walk and stay dry.

The mist in the harbor was quite thick when we arrived - the moored boats, the cruise ship and the tenders bringing in its passengers came in and out of sight according to the mist's whims.

We still managed to see quite a few birds, a chipmunk and a harbor seal as we walked.

and I liked the views along the coastline as the mist created interesting contrasts.

My parents have made it safely home - where they are presumably experiencing some effects from Nate's little sister Ophelia - although far from the main path of it in eastern England.