I am definitly getting cool switch plate covers.

Replacing switch covers is easy, skye! The pretty ones usually come with matching screws, so you don't even have to hunt up anything but a screwdriver!

we got some really pretty blue lightswich covers at Target for our old apartment.

Replacing switch covers is easy, skye! The pretty ones usually come with matching screws, so you don't even have to hunt up anything but a screwdriver!

Unless they were originally installed by the same guy who wired Nutty's soon to be former apartment.

Installing the covers shouldn't be too hard, but there are a lot of them.

I'm not sure what anyone was thinking when the house was built but I don't have to worry about a shortage of outlets.

Replacing them is usually easy, except in a few cases in my house where the outlet was just sort of shoved randomly in the box. Here, it was taking them off that was the challenge, because more than one previous owner had randomly painted over the switchplates, the window handles, the window latches and, occasionally, the windows. I think of myself as the worst painter ever, but that is behind the prize-winners who've owned my houses.

I love switchplates.

I don't know why I love them, but I do.

The separate bedrooms thing could have been a cover story, or maybe one of them snored. I have no clue.

The separate bedrooms thing could have been a cover story, or maybe one of them snored.

Sometimes it's nice just to be able to have a space of one's own for a nap or whatever.

The lightswitches are the whole switchplate here, it's kind of cool. They're about 6cm square, and the switch is a hexagonal panel that takes up all but the corners. Outlets are the same size, with a hexagonal inset that contains the big sunken Euro-plug outlet. To get them off, you kind of twist them a bit, and they pop off the metal brackets that hold them.

It's all cool until I was re-wiring the phone jack and realized that the business part of the assembly is held together solely by one tiny rubberband.

Last night I was out watching comedy for like hours and hours, so you all had so much I wanted to comment on, I had to meara.

I don't have what people would describe as a strictly (or fully functional) photographic memory, but I have moments of it, particularly for the written word. For example, if I'm looking for a particular line in a book, I know whether it's on the left, or right, or top/middle/bottom of a page. I can usually see it, and the line breaks in my head. Sometimes, I can see the whole page, although not all the words. I'm wondering if anything like this might come into play for people who can read in their dreams.

I can't remember reading in dreams-- I think your unconscious mind limits what you do in dreams but it's not universalized-- but I also can "see" where I read stuff. I didn't know it was that common. I consider it a bit of a liability in my job-- for my last case I was in charge of documents and I knew what they all looked like, but didn't do a very good job of knowing where they were, trusting on my visual memory to organize them for me.

I have a very strong - I'm not really sure what to call it. Sense, or muscle memory. I can remember where I put something by making the physical motion of putting it, for instance. Or if I can't remember if I've taken a pill or something, making the motion of doing so is enough to know whether I really did or not by how immediate the sensation feels.

On the other hand, I've never even heard of this.

Ms. Olen opens her essay with eye catching details designed to paint the picture of a prurient pill popper. She notes I mention biting my lovers, having sexual thoughts about Tucker Carlson, and taking sleeping pills.

OMG! I bite and take sleeping pills too! (and just admitted this online.) I am too irresponsible for words!

Interesting bit on blogs as a liability for job candidates in academia.

There was so much wrong with that article it's hard to know where to start, so I'll let Kathleen do it for me: [link] But I must point out this brilliant little nugget of wisdom from "Ivan Tribble": "Past good behavior is no guarantee against future lapses of professional decorum." OMG. What a philosophy to take into your candidate search.

And finally, I know it's unnecessary to proselytize for TAL here, but I have found a new pleasure in life by downloading it to my iPod. It makes everything so much more enjoyable-- shopping while listening to Sarah Vowell! Commuting to David Rakoff! Awesome.