Eight of us were driving home from a camping trip and stopped at a Pollo Loco for dinner.

First of us in line walk up to the cashier and asked for the three piece meal, to which the cashier had to explain to us that they were... out of chicken. Some overly dramatic grousing about them being out of chicken at a Pollo Loco, and pivoted to the burrito or something.

Second of us in line goes up, and orders the 6 piece chicken meal. The death stare she gave us while explaining that they were still out of chicken and we needed to order anything else on the menu.

By the time the last of us got up to order, I asked for six full chickens and the 50 piece catering tray, to which she, very dutifully as part of the bit, explained that they were out of chicken and I needed to order something else.

Me: "WHAT! NO CHICKEN! AT A POLLO LOCO‽ THAT'S CRAZY!"

I don't think she thought it was funny as we did.

Letting the wild things encroach on the lawn has been part of my sly plan to convert lawn into vegetable beds. If I just ripped the lawn out, the landlord would have left an angry note on my door, but if i let the weeds slowly claim this part of the lawn, each time i take the weeds out, i have a larger patch of dirt to plant things in.

This whole section was manicured grass a few years ago.

I hate to rip out the overgrown garden because the bugs like it so much, but it was very overgrown, and if i didn't do it, the landlord would have been brutal about it. Plus, i needed to plant some vegetables.

Before and after just now.

Whenever i dig here, i end up finding random marbles several inches under the surface. I found a neat one today

Pumpkin bread breakfast!

boy I wonder when I wrote this code. The only surprise is, the context is code with python2isms... was I still writing python2 code in covidtimes?

def near_future_date2():
    then = randint(int(time.time()), 2l<<31)
    then = time.localtime(then)
    then_d = datetime.date(then.tm_year, then.tm_mon, then.tm_mday)

    day = (then_d - datetime.date(2020, 3, 1)).days + 1
    wday = time.strftime("%a", then)
    hms = time.strftime("%H:%M:%S", then)
    tz = time.strftime('%Z', then)

    return "%s Mar %s %s %s 2020" % (wday, day, hms, tz)

accessed from ~4000 distinct IP addresses over the last 9.5 hours. Ah I shouldn't have tempted fate by noticing how the IP theft crawlers had somehow overlooked my sites.

oops! the crawlers found my old gitweb installation. zap, I disabled it as the 'easy way out'.

I found eight more of those nitrous valves on my bike ride tonight. That's double the amount I've ever found in one day before. I've got five pounds of these things now, so i better figure out how I'm going to melt them down soon

Mmm. Pumpkin bread, babey

Every time I have to wash the dishes, I feel like I am in agony. Especially if I bunch of dishes have piled up. I try to stay on top of them, but sometimes it happens, like right now, when I cleared out some moldy tupperware from the fridge AND used a bunch of things while making pumpkin bread.

I was practically screaming while washing all of that. It was horrible.

However, I also happened to have a timer going for the pumpkin bread that's in the oven. When I got done washing everything, only 10 minutes had elapsed.

10 MINUTES. And I was over here acting like I was being forced on a death march at gunpoint.

Personally, I think this is a really neat variety of squash. It's got all the good attributes of butternuts, but it's much bigger and beefier. It's an ultra-orange butternut in the body of a pumpkin

Making baby food out of it

(Pumpkin puree for pumpkin bread)

The ratio of flesh to pulp is really high. You can cut slices that are like steaks

Kid: why is the robin attacking our window?
Me: it's spring. He's full of hormones and rage.

Shout out to my fedi friends who are also experiencing hormones, rage, and/or spring at the moment.

#birds #poll

I want to sew a wrap dress with big bell sleeves. My last wrap dress sewing project went poorly though, so I have some trepidation about it.

mmm I made a super cheesy pizza on the bake at home crust from the local bakery. is good. now I just hope I don't burn the top of my mouth

I got two packages mailed today and rode my bike 5 miles while doing it. I've been on top of my miles this week, so I'm already 3 miles into tomorrow's miles.

The dirtbag impulse to check and see if the 12-pack lying in the gutter has any unopened cans in it