The AH Coffee Shop and Reading Room 09

So, when I took a break from writing, around 8:30 this morning, Jo was making herself a cup of Joe. It had six or seven squirts of some sweet flavoring, half of it was cream, the other half weak-ass coffee, and to top it all off, three spoons of sugar, and a swirly heart done with the steamer on fucking capuchino machine. I nearly puked just watching it. She offered to make one for me and said, "Who have you been living with?" She laughed and said, "Change is a good thing, now and again." I answered her with, "I do know a good lawyer or two." She said, "Not that much change, honey."

I had my usual French roast in my French press, no fucking sugar and no fucking cream.
 
Internet here is down. But like I tell C, "I have ways." (Yeah I do... tethered phone.)

Called our ISP, and their recorded message was, "Internet, cable, and phone service outage in your area is disrupted due to vandalism on a fiber optic cable. Technicians are working..." ETA is 2 p.m. I have a business server that's also down because of this.

What frosts me, aside from the vandalism aspect, is this ISP is vulnerable to this kind of outage because of system design. We're apparently on a stub-ended branch. Ring architecture (two or more connection points) is a thing, has been at thing for at least two decades, and is a basic redundancy. It's just complex to configure, and complexity = person-hours. Temptation is to make my presence known at whatever city council meeting where they're considering renewing the franchise and in my knowledge let them know remind them that we are getting substandard service.

Grumble.

What's funny/not funny is one time this happened, a farmer was mowing around his cornfield and the brushhog clipped a fiber connection riser. That took three days for a "temporary" fix. That was nearly four years ago and the "temporary" fix is still hanging on a nearby pole.
 
Speaking of psychopaths, I'm going to finish my binge of Dexter tonight. We've been busy for the past month, Dexter: Original Sin (the prequel), followed by Dexter (the original 8-season series), then we did Dexter: New Blood (the limited sequel series), and finally Dexter: Resurrection, and we will watch the last three installments tonight.
 
I think it's a southern thing. I never heard of it till I moved south.

Basically you mix coco powder, sugar, (salt and vanilla are optional) flour, and water and or milk together on the stove until you have a hot chocolate sauce with the consistency of gravy. Then you serve it over biscuits. Usually for breakfast, but my SO likes making it for dinner with a side of eggs.

We don't have it so much these days though.
I live about as south as you can get without putting on water wings and I've never heard of that... then again, I've never seen 'sawmill gravy' outside of a Cracker Barrel
 
@sirhugs - Just write what you're feeling, add some red-hot sex with the therapist and voila!

We got some rain last night. Not enough to do anything but make things damp enough to encourage the fungi to sprout. It's going to me another hot day today. It looks like we're getting the August heat that we didn't get in August.

There's a fresh pot of coffee going and the teapot is hot. I didn't get an apple crisp done yesterday but I did bake some russets so the potato bar is open today. There are donuts on the counter if you don't want to indulge in the spuds.

I'll be over in the corner working on my story. I found a format error in my submitted story but I don't want to risk delaying its publication so I have an edited version ready to go as soon as it's published. It doesn't affect the readability of the story but because of my CDO, it bothers me ...
 
managed to knock out 200+ words on the tentacle monster story. Not saying they are good words, but they fill the blank space and briefly occupied my brain.
Now if I could just find a doorway back into the stepdaughter chapter... I'd prefer to finish that one first, and it is likely going to be the longer of the two, given the population of characters and their well established kinkiness. But if I post the secretary story next, then stepdaughter, then tentacle sex, the incest will be nicely spaced between two other sorts of tales.
 
We're still as dry as a bone here. Scurrilous talk about scattered showers in the region, but nowhere near us. I put out the soaker hose around the shrubs last night and night before, running the water for an hour or so, but looking at them in the daylight I get the nagging feeling I'm going to lose all five.

Was up nearly all night/early morning working on a new installment. Premise is the mother of one of the MMC's younger girlfriends summoned him to drinks and lunch at a fancy restaurant to thank him for being such a good influence in her daughter's life. 3500 words so far. Easy to predict where this is going. Uh. No. Not there. Ew.
 
It was cool and damp here yesterday but should be sunny and warm today. Still, I have to wait to pick jalapenos and chiles so that I'm not soaked by the dew on the leaves.

I have ants all over one of the new cucumber vines, which makes me think it may already have aphids, but I haven't found the aphids (nor have I looked real close). No lady bugs, though. Why else would ants be all over a cucumber vine?

The cantaloupe vines have set yet another fruit. I think that brings the total to twelve, mostly on one vine. Some of them might have a chance to ripen, but not the most recent one. I've had the vines set fruit late before, but this is the first time they've had a chance. I think when this happens again, then I'll cull the fruit back to no more than four per vine and see if they'll develop faster. Googling for experience or guidance has been fairly non-productive.
 
I put out the soaker hose around the shrubs last night and night before, running the water for an hour or so, but looking at them in the daylight I get the nagging feeling I'm going to lose all five.
I learned a long time ago not to pour money on the ground.

I also learned to select, dig and transplant native greens instead of buying some that came from who knows where. If it can come up naturally here, it can live where I move it to a few hundred feet away.
 
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