Power Washer Day

It turns out that the pump wasn’t empty of pump oil, but that the oil was so full that the visual indicator on the front was swimming in it.  I couldn’t see the oil line because the oil line was above the indicator entirely.

Point is, the damn thing went deep water horizon on my ass when I opened the bottom to drain the residual.  Good thing what I was maintenancing was a power washer, I guess.  Tomorrow I’ll make my second trip to the Travis County Household Hazardous Waste Disposal Facility in two days.  Anybody want to ride along?

It’s raining in Austin.  Hell fraking yesh.

On the plus side, the nozzle I’ve got on the washer is so hardcore I can julienne a wicker chain in 90 seconds.  When it freezes here in six months, I’m gonna turn this sucker into a snow machine and my yard into a soaking, freezing ice palace.  It’s also giving me a jump start on being a suburban dad, which I don’t have to mention again–I’m hella excited about.  My theory is that suburban dads are the weirdest group of people on the planet.  I’m pretty sure it’s the only job for which I am really qualified.

Played trivia (placed 9th) at Opal Divine’s.  My debit card is a lost gonner.  I hope it’s in some shorts at this point, because it ain’t at any of the bars from Friday.  Made some friends at Lustre Pearl.  Played the best game of foosball that I’ve played in years.  They’re really good.  I am also, really good.  They say they’re also quite a trivia team, so NERDING OUT, I’m gonna bring my A-Game there too.

Scored some found cheapo sunglasses.  Everything’s coming up Milhouse.  Milhouse is a deity in the pantheon here.  700 feet tall.  Childish.  When he’s happy, we’re happy.  And he’s got flood pants on, which I guess explains the rainstorm.  Rain is beautiful.  It sounds beautiful.  It feels beautiful.  It’s impossible to drive in.  It raises the watertable and the fish come back and the secret tunnel under the swimming pool gets full and we can use it like a hobo-Schlitterbahn.  Mas.  Mas.  MAS.

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One response to “Power Washer Day

  1. Oh my goodness that was hilarious. Every thing’s coming up Milhouse. Can I borrow that? I really can’t stop laughing. Thank you … needed that :)

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