Tuesday, July 15, 2025
I woke up hungry. It was about quarter to nine and I was cozy and thinking about breakfast when Keith came back to bed. He said he was going to buy a sanding block, so I immediately suggested he go to Ace Hardware – across the street from McDonald’s. He could bring us eggamuffins! He said no.
What? That just doesn’t happen.
He immediately explained. His phone had told him that it was KFC for lunch today. Spend $15 and get a free 8 piece bucket of chicken. I was in. I checked. They open at 10am. I suggested he be there right at 10:00. He agreed.
We did morning look-at-phone-time and he apparently remembers to look at his calendar in the morning and reported that it was tickets-go-on-sale-for-Paul-McCartney-at-!0:00 day. He said he would look for tickets, then go for chicken.
He got dressed and was doing things while I was reading my book. And thinking about chicken. A few minutes before 10 I went down to his office to tell him he shouldn’t spend a fortune on tickets – I really didn’t care if we went. Definitely a living legend and it is good to see those people, but I didn’t relish getting to a stadium that has no parking or spending a ton. He agreed, but didn’t move. I mentioned the chicken. The computer said 1 minute left of waiting. A couple minutes later it said <1 minute, then it finally popped up with the picture of the day. I said, “Go get chicken.”
He didn’t. He waited for 20 minutes, got down to 48,???, then it popped back up to 56,??? and he gave up. He got chicken. I was happy. It wasn’t that I was sooo hungry, I think I thought if there was a great deal, they would run out of chicken or there would be a big line. Neither was true. He had left himself logged in and went down to check.
You are 8th in line.
Bam! Tickets came up far, far, far up and in the corner for $179 each. He said too much. I said I would have sprung for them. He checked again after lunch and there were some for $187, so he went for it. Nope, just kidding. It said they were there, but you couldn’t buy them. He tried several different seats for $187. JK every time.
So no living legend, but I really enjoyed the chicken. And we have enough for tomorrow too.
Tom helped Keith rip boards for the pantry project, then we all went to see Superman. I enjoyed it. I believed a man could fly.
Compliments to the photographer. Keith either cleaned up Tom’s shop or found the perfect angle to make it look clean and organized.
No thought to cleanliness at all for the picture. I thought that Tom’s shop was surprisingly clean for a workshop. My workshop (if it existed) would be a terrible mess.