Sunday, May 10, 2009

An Early Birthday Present


Mom and Dad took me out to Dinner at the Keg. I had french onion soup, sirloin and dungeness crab. Everything was wonderful. By the way crab is a strange food to eat. As I sat waiting for my food the waiters kept bringing more and more items I would need to eat the crab. First melted butter. This I understood. Then strange clamps used to beat the crab into submission. Took me a bit to figure those out but eventually I got the hang of it. The clamps were also accompanied by a ridiculously small fork. Then the waiters brought a bowl of water with a slice of lemon in it. This was for my fingers, or so I was told. Perhaps this was going to be more work than I thought. The crab was fantastic, but I had to work for every bite. I cracked, scraped, dipped, bit, chewed and swallowed eat bite. My final judgment of crab: very good, but I think I burned more calories eating it than I gained by ingesting it.

The Optimist on the Roof

On Saturday I spent the majority of the day doing chores on the roof. I swept the roof, blew the roof with the power blower, cleaned the gutters (also with the power blower), cleaned the skylights and then I went got to pick up all the stuff I had removed from the roof. Generally I would have found something about this set of jobs to complain about but this time I decided that optimism was a good and attractive trait that I needed to develop.

Good things about Cleaning the Roof:
Nice view
Noticeable results
It was a bright sunshiny day
I was being payed
It was something to do

Things the old pessimistic Blake would have noticed but did not notice because he was being to optimistic...maybe...
It was a hot, bright, sunshiny day
Ducks like to live on the roof
It was dirty
The gutters fought back, I was covered in black decomposing waste smelling like a mix between Idaho cows and the swamp thing
I swept the decks the day before and then covered them in pine needles
The stuff didn't want to come off the roof

Well I tried anyway