weather here, sorta rainy , sorta drippy , just sorta damp. with promise of sun.

today we bought a new floor lamp that is really cool. We also spent 17 bajillion hours at home depot looking at closet organizing stuff. We ended up with the basic solution - just a new bar and brackets that are hung up as high as we can reach a hanger in closet. then we will decide on possible second bar or just building in drawers. After that will be the redoing of the doors.

Bonuses from the project.

1) we did not plan to take off the original supports for the old bar, but we ended up needing to - so I get to paint.

2) the old supports - beautiful quarterer douglas fir or spruce. I suspect a bunch will become guitar braces. and there is on really nice looking larger board.

3) I have a lovely scrape on my right wrist and a bruise and swelling on my left wrist with one our new plywood supports tried to kill me. Because of the information I have learned from hanging out here the bruise is not something anyone will notice because I got ice on it right away.

Hmm... no netting on the top of this costume. I'm afraid we will se boob. I don't want to be afraid while people are skating.

it was (apparently) never lost

Your bag was never lost? The were just playing keepaway?

Jesse, I meant to mention our flight woes (figgering you might appreciate it). Song was a clusterfuck of people and stupidity. Our flight was overbooked and they couldn't get anyone to volunteer seats. If they had offered hotel + flight vouchers I totally would have done it.

But, we didn't.

I did however KICKASS at the in flight trivia game.

Flight woes are the suck.

Your bag was never lost? The were just playing keepaway?

Yes. When I thought it was lost last night, they said they knew where it was and what flight it would be on and that I'd have it this afternoon. When I called this afternoon, they said they knew where it was and that I'd have it tonight. They have another hour or so before I hulk out.

Weiss has always irked me with his "it's about time someone took figure skating back for the manly men" stance.

Dude, if you have a chip on your shoulder about proving to everyone how masculine you are, a sport that involves skintight pants, sequins, and ruffled sleeves should not be your venue of choice.

When I thought it was lost last night, they said they knew where it was and what flight it would be on and that I'd have it this afternoon. When I called this afternoon, they said they knew where it was and that I'd have it tonight.

That's totally semantic cheating. Bastidges.

What ita said.

ita, and the other Mile High watchers-- if you were casting an American version, who would you cast?

See, I've always felt like Stojko was all obnoxious machismo guy and Weiss was pretty mild about being a straight man in a highly decorative world.

Actually, when I was a kid, one of my going to sleep methods involved imagining that I was lying in or near the ocean with the waves, so.

Mine was the spinnies. Except I thought if it as being flushed in a cosmic toilet at the time. You know when you drink too much and lie down and everything rotating and then speeds up? Yeah, that. Needless to say, unlike some people, that aspect of drunkeness never bothered me.