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Sep. 9th, 2004 09:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
John went to Goodwill the other looking for some mattress pads - all of ours are getting shredded - but decided the unused ones they were selling were a little steep for Goodwill. Instead he saw something I might like, and got that for me instead.
A signed photo of James Doohan as Montgomery Scott, probably from one of the movies, for $1.99.
Actually, it's kind of nice to have, given they probably won't be available any more. I was rather sad to hear about his last public appearance the weekend before last.
I was talking to Beth on the phone while I was writing this. She always calls me when she's driving somewhere, and as a result I got to hear her delight when she walked in the door of her apartment and found a huge cockroach in the middle of her living room. I was trying to help her work up the courage to sweep it out the door ( I told her it was probably a late casualty of her landlord's spraying last week) , but she unfortunately was unable to bring herself to even touch it with the broom. If I lived closer, I'd have picked it up with a paper towel for her, but she just said she was going to hang and beg her neighbor (a retired cop) to deal with it for her. Heh, just because she was a cop doesn't mean she can deal with cockroaches any better. You should see my big, tough-guy husband with spiders.
She was all freaked out because it was a giant one, and the ones in her bathroom were the little German roaches. Hell, she lives out in the desert - the big ones are part of the wildlife out there. It may have come in from outside.
A signed photo of James Doohan as Montgomery Scott, probably from one of the movies, for $1.99.
Actually, it's kind of nice to have, given they probably won't be available any more. I was rather sad to hear about his last public appearance the weekend before last.
I was talking to Beth on the phone while I was writing this. She always calls me when she's driving somewhere, and as a result I got to hear her delight when she walked in the door of her apartment and found a huge cockroach in the middle of her living room. I was trying to help her work up the courage to sweep it out the door ( I told her it was probably a late casualty of her landlord's spraying last week) , but she unfortunately was unable to bring herself to even touch it with the broom. If I lived closer, I'd have picked it up with a paper towel for her, but she just said she was going to hang and beg her neighbor (a retired cop) to deal with it for her. Heh, just because she was a cop doesn't mean she can deal with cockroaches any better. You should see my big, tough-guy husband with spiders.
She was all freaked out because it was a giant one, and the ones in her bathroom were the little German roaches. Hell, she lives out in the desert - the big ones are part of the wildlife out there. It may have come in from outside.