Just Venting

Phone woke me out of a sound sleep this morning. A glance at the clock showed over an hour until I planned to get up. I let the machine get it, expecting a telemarketer.

Then I heard my Mother's voice. I couldn't understand what she said, and she hung up before I could get to a phone.

I played back the message. She had a serious problem. She couldn't find the nozzle for her hose. Did I have it? Get out of bed and call her back immediately.

She had a guy there who was supposed to use her hose and nozzle to wash off her roof and awning. She had to have a nozzle _now_.

I called back and told her I did not have her nozzle. I had no reason to have her nozzle. She said she'd be right there (at my place) to borrow my nozzle.

Guess what I couldn't find? It wasn't where I'd kept it for decades. It wasn't on any of my hoses. I wandered around the basement for a few minutes, looking at random shelves with no luck. Came back upstairs when I heard my Mother toot her horn. She wouldn't even get out of her car, but made me walk barefoot through wet grass in my pajamas to her. So my Mother drove further to my place than the distance from her home to the nearest hardware store, only to have me tell her to go to Lowe's for a nozzle. She cheerfully told me to go back to bed and left.

As she backed out of my driveway she managed to drop her right front wheel off the edge and drag the air dam under the front of the car.

It's like having Hyacinth (from _Keeping up Appearances_) for a Mother.

It Just Figures...

Last year I finally hunted down a Laserdisc copy of _The Power_, which had never been released on VHS or DVD. Cost me a bundle. Used my Laserdisc player and a DVD recorder to burn a copy in the modern format. I just learned by accident that it has been remastered and released on DVD.