August Goes By Way Too Fast - So Does Summer

The last day again!
The last day of August, ugh,
and the last of the three summer months,
or what most consider as summer, ignoring the actual dates from solstice to equinox.

I don't have much today,
been feeling under the weather
and
the weather's been shit
gone cooler, with rain and fog the past two days
and some kinda intestinal bug has made it's home in me

I feel a bit like this mouse - flat.

Stopped at the library downtown today and when I returned to my car, this was the sight.
I wonder if I did it? Hard tellin, as there really wasn't more blood/splat/squish than what you see here, and not any nearer to my tire. And, I know I didn't step on it.

As I sat here typing, something in the back of my mind reminded me that perhaps some wine might help cure or settle my affliction. Sure enough, a quick Google search produced a couple of links supporting that very fact. Red wine, in particular, is good for stomach issues; namely combating food-borne illness and stomach ulcers.

So off I went in search of some Merlot or Zin.
Finding one of my cheap Aussie faves, Lindeman's at a greatly reduced price for a 1.75L, I went with their Merlot vs the Ravenswood Zin I also like, but at the same price, clearly the larger bottle was a better wallet value, and would provide more than one night's cure if needed, or just a nice drop for another evening.

Also, I reckon I may retire the Ravens Wood out of my choices, as it serves of a reminder of questionable times with Kevin. Then again, it might be the only really good thing to come out of that liason, so why limit myself. Perhaps in time I'll drink it again, or find another Zin to better love. I'll have to ask my sista-in-law for a recommendation - she's always in the know as she works in the wine biz.

Anyway, I had a fortune cookie from a recent lunch - hard to read (actually it's an eye test ;-)) as it was taken via my mobile (funny how clear the mouse pic is) and it's lens is so scratched from age - it reads:

"You will attract cultural and artistic people to your home."

I laughed, as Renan has not been here for a few months, so
perhaps he's due to pop back in again, as has occurred in the past.

On a final note, I took out the garbage tonight, as I do every Wednesday night, and was surprised to find a large bag already in my bin. Clearly not mine, as it was a type of bag I don't use, and full of product refuse I don't use. I knew right off it was the neighbour Anita's - as she's not had garbage service/pick up for months (all of the other neighbours do), ever since the huge mess back a few months ago, they've been stockpiling the garbage, and other stuff in the garage. About a week ago, a recent new female visitor/renter exclaimed how gross and smelly the garage was, and that it should be removed. The garage was open today as I drove past literally packed wall-to-wall to rafters with furniture, odds-n-ends, and yes, PILES OF GARBAGE. Months worth from some heavy producers. (She does not recycle. or compost.) Pure filth, and smell when the door is open. Her dogs are constantly clawing at the door and sneaking in when they've left it open or unlocked. Gross. And, she carries them around letting them lick her face. Nasty.

Clearly I'll be stashing my bin until next week - or finding a way to lock it. Cheap smelly people.