This is the only way we could move our Marisa Lesher sculpture from Newark to Philadelphia. While we were at the gas station we got a few stares and a little girl told her daddy to look at the doll. He had a better view of its bloody hands than you do and was rightfully suspicious.
Some news briefs/happenings since the last time I posted...
We really did become home owners.
We're not jaded yet.
We spent one very hot night in our new/old place. By very hot I don't mean sexy.
We met lots of Fishtown neighbors. It's honestly going to go down as one of the friendliest places we've ever lived. We've only been there since Thursday but I think it's safe to go on record. I hope I don't regret saying that. I thought it would be tough breaking into the old established neighborhood but people have been very cool.
My brother called to say congratulations and I felt loved.
My third opinion roofer says we don't need to tear off and replace our roof. He believes it's still got a lot of life left in it. I trust this dude. He reminds me of Johnny Hughes, a roofer I subbed for a number of years ago until I had to quit because I almost cut off one of my digits. The finger cutting wasn't Johnny's fault. He really is a damn fine roofer.
We're putting together our plan of attack as far as house projects and the order in which they'll be tackled.
I finished 3 road trip mixes for my work mate. I think I could probably do a couple more if I had the time.
We hear that the family is having a good time in the Outer Banks. We're considering joining them.
The cats were panting this evening. Hot apartment + laser pointer = fat cats finally gettin some exercise.
We brushed an entire new cat from our existing cats. This new cat is just called "Hair." The heat has sapped our creativity.
We've made about 6 trips to and from Philadelphia via I-95 since Thursday. I will not share my petrol bill with you at this time. Dennis' AstoVan is quite the guzzler.
Since it's against this blog's policy to discuss matters of my full-time employer I can't express some things I'd like to express. Extreme gratitude is one of them. Just know that I work for cool and generous people and that we make really good stuff and you should continue to buy that stuff. And if you've yet to try that good stuff, please do so at this time.
Emily makes a mean brunch that meanders into dinner. She's taught me a thing or two about hospitality.
Dedicated to Jason... he taught me to like really funny cartoons.
This one is a favorite in the hola shack. If you need to understand why we love it, just watch. If you still need some explaining afterwords, I guess we can do that as long as you don't lower your opinion of us. A little warning, this cartoon is not for kids.
The purpose of this blog is to move from being a consumer to more of a producer by writing at least a little bit everyday. I haven't held up my part of the bargain as of late. I'll try to do better. Please don't delete me from your feeds list or favorites just yet. The dream isn't over. Life's just been busy. People have been pissing in our backyard in while wearing disguises (both males and females). I think it's funny and weird. It pisses off the misses. On top of that, the cats have gotten silly and taken to pissing as well, although not outside. They prefer bathmats. Dirty animals. Makes us really hopeful for buying them a new home. I can only hope that one of them is as stressed as I am and isn't totally losing her mind.
Whah! You came here for laughs and wise commentary and you got a whine buzz. That's what's been going on.
I'm creating a series of road trip/off-to-see-America mixes for an associate who's doing just that with his family this Summer. I'm pretty overdue on fulfilling this promise and I want to get cracking on it before we enter the abyss of home ownership. If you have any track ideas for the mixes, I'm definitely open to your suggestions. Maybe I'll post images of the final lists for ya'll to gaze upon in wonder. And if they're good enough, I might make a few extra batches to share.
You really should watch this video Lisa is is using a potty training tool. It would totally make me want to learn. Who am I kidding, it's been a great refresher and helped me remember a few things I needed to go over again.
I will now retire to the bathroom bedroom and read the awesome book by Neal Pollack that The Long Cut sent me totally out of the blue and for no good reason last week. It's the funniest thing I've read in ages and totally entertaining the rock nerd side of my brain.