I JUST FOUND MY BINGE!

Last year I binged on Seaside Hotel and loved it. I recently discovered a series called Drunk History. It is no longer in production, but there are six seasons available. It sometimes gets a little too drunk for me, but then I just fast forward. Only had to do it once. It would be interesting to see how it would be if they were high instead of drunk.

It is hilarious…genius…

I landed on this series because I wanted to see what Jenny Slate looks like. She is the voice of Marcel the Shell. She is very funny. Marcel is looking at me right now, and he makes me smile.

These are the latest Zentangles. I have been trying it freehand. Tools used on the left. Freehand is on the right.

I still like both. I like a combo. Three more of these, and I’m moving on.

Wasn’t I surprised this morning with this image.

That is a strip of sticky paper that moved from its spot under the stove. And it wasn’t windy. I found a scorpion in that space to the left of the stove. It was stuck in a cobweb. It must have been hell.

These are my attempts to get along. I have filled obvious cracks with paper towels. Every time two or three days go by without a scorpion, I think, Yes! But then another one shows up.

So, we’ll see. Yahaira pointed out to me today, what she called gusano. It looked like a catterpillar to me.

I said I wasn’t really bothered, and then she kindly pointed out to me the spikes coming from its body, and she then demonstrated to me how they curl up and squeeze their prey. She said that they are common on the coffee farms. Thanks Yahaira!

Not sure if that’s it. The one we had was not bright color. Oh well, it was similar. I’ve never lived this close to the jungle. It is a new experience. Cohabitating has taken on a whole new feeling.

It’s going to be potatoes for a while. I met my neighbors at their backdoor a couple of days ago, and Buzz was carrying a large bag of vegetables. They just bought them in Cerro Punta, probably an hour’s drive from here, and known as the bread basket here. The landscape in the area is beautiful.

So, they said they paid $4 a bag and asked me if I wanted one. I said okay and agreed to get the money to them soon. When I got home and dumped it out, I saw that the vegetables were quite old, squished tomatoes, wrinkled bell peppers, celery splitting. You get the picture.

The next day, Lois stopped by and said that I didn’t have to pay her. She agreed they were wanting. Good human.

I gave half of the potatoes to Yahaira today. Most of what remained I chopped up and made a stock. I need that now for the recipes I’m making.

Look familiar? This is what’s happening for the next four meals or so.