I don't mean to keep breaking my pets.

You're not breaking them!

Somehow, chelada in a can all together seems grosser than ordering it at a bar where they mix the clamato and beer together there and serve it with a lime.

Somehow, chelada in a can all together seems grosser than ordering it at a bar where they mix the clamato and beer together there and serve it with a lime.

I'm... not sure about that, actually.

The only thing you can say in favor of Chelada is that it's only ruining Budweiser.

Hey, there's perfectly good lime juice being ruined by its inclusion in that abomination too!

I am watching the PBS Memorial Day Concert, and I have a dumb question...Isn't Memorial Day supposed to be about those who died serving the country, while Veteran's Day is about Veteran's? This concert seems general purpose.

Colm Wilkinson singing "Bring Him Home" while they projected the names of fallen soldiers just about killed me, though.

Colm Wilkinson singing "Bring Him Home" while they projected the names of fallen soldiers just about killed me, though.

::wibble::

Just set it to record on my PBS.

Perkins, my sympathies. It's been a rough cattime for you.

I now need to think about how to install ac units in vinyl windows. And a slight glitch: the 21" window's screen guiders are slightly less than 21 inches. Less than a millimeter! I think I can fix that with a planer without compromising anything. Neighbor B has offered to help. I may actually ask to shadow him on his home improvement stuff sometimes (he's doing big stuff) just so I can get a little more competent at this stuff.

My mom pointed something out to me: my cousin Joe in Maine is a GC and certified craftsman. Because of the economy, he's in a slow spell and is doing a lot of travelling for work. (His main thing is building and customizing luxury wood yachts, but GCs on the side and build his own home and IL cottage.) Back when I was 15, he lived with us while updating our house for sale. Anyway, I should make a list of stuff this fall and get in touch with him. Heck, I've had him living with me before, he only drove me slightly nuts (mainly bc I was 15 and he adored having a pseudo-younger sister to needle.)

Deck door! Porch supports! Reopen the transom on the balcony! Install an awning! Tile the top of the tub enclosure! Fix all the doors so they latch! Strip and refinish french doors and screens!

And possibly, just possibly, put in a second bath in the basement (totally copycatting neighbor, but as mom points out, relieves the worry about the second floor plumbing dying and having no other working bath while fixing it.)

Yes, all stuff I planned to later rather than sooner, but it might make sense to do this. Especially if I get better rates because he'll have a free place to live and I'm a repeat customer.

We'll see.

Heh, randomly my father got a job offer (contracting) in the very same town I'll be moving into. I may wind up with Pops sleeping on my couch. If so, I hope to dog that it gets me out of some of the debt I owe him since the day I was born.

Barb, I have to warn you that the concert also involves Katie Holmes giving a dramatic reading

Barb, I have to warn you that the concert also involves Katie Holmes giving a dramatic reading

The beauty of Tivo.

I shall fast-forward. A lot.