Not Dinner Conversation

Tonight I had a co-author meeting with my fellow authors. We met in a local restaurant bar that had been taken over by elderly singers for open mic night. Think Meet-up for super seniors. We quickly retreated to the dining room where I drank water and used my laptop to record our changes on the master document.

My two author friends drank wine and ate dinner while we discussed the last punchy line of every interview and the takeaway or philosophical message.  The conversation bounced back and forth between the following topics:  stud finders, stud muffins, show tunes (which we could hear coming from the bar), flavors of muffins, how muffin flavors are like different kinds of men, muffin tops, Jerry Seinfeld, the other kind of muffin tops, If my Friends Could See Me Now (coming from the bar), people with ADHD, Yankee Doodle Dandy (coming from the bar),  and then back to stud finders.

Veronica said that stud finders are magnetic and work by detecting the metal nails in a stud. I’d never heard that and said I’d have to look it up on Wikipedia.

I got home by eight o’clock, ate my ice cream drumstick, and let the dogs curl up in their usual spots. I am typing this now with a dog’s tiny head halfway on the keyboard. She’s had a stressful day with the hammering and noise coming from my kitchen remodel, plus being stuck in doggie prison (the bathroom and the yard).

As I yawn and turn on the late news, my dog has moved her head off the keyboard.   She yawns, too, which a Facebook post says proves that she loves me.

Well, duh! She jumps four feet in the air when I get home, when I feed her, and when it’s time to go to the park.  If you’ve never seen a Jack Russell jump, think circus dog.

I wasn’t home much today. I went to aerobics class, then the White Elephant sale, then home to play with and feed the dogs, then to see my sis, then back home to get my laptop and to change my clothes before my dinner meeting.

I fell asleep for fifteen minutes just now, and Daisy, the small dog, has her head back on the keyboard. The news reporter is talking about Wag and Rover and their independent contractors that walk the dogs. I now know enough to know that I will never use these apps for my dogs.

One final thought. I went to the White Elephant sale today with my girlfriend who is dating multiple guys. When I pointed out the stud finder in the tool department, she said,” I don’t need one of those.”

This is how Wikipedia defines one: A stud finder (also stud detector or stud sensor) is a handheld device used with wood buildings to locate framing studs located behind the final walling surface, usually drywall. While there are many different stud finders available, most fall into two main categories: magnetic stud detectors and electric stud finders.

Electronic stud finders currently come in three types: edge finders, center finders, and instant finders.

I can tell you one thing. The stud finder I have only works on walls and has nothing to do with dating multiple guys. The stud finder would not have lighted up in the restaurant bar tonight, unless, of course, I was a super senior who loved stud muffins singing yesteryear’s show tunes.

Couldda Wouldda  Shouldda

My author friend said the restaurant was a circus tonight. I should’ve brought my circus dog, Daisy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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