I'm so sorry, Kat.

Good luck on the house.

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I just found out that there's a place in North Georgia that specializes in miniature animals [link]

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Oh, Kat, I'm sorry about that. I wish things were progressing faster for Grace.

Calli, they won't clean apartments? That seems very short-sighted of them.

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I guess they don't want to schlep their stuff through lobbies.

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I am so sorry, Kat. Still crossing fingers about the house.

I guess they don't want to schlep their stuff through lobbies.

My apartment is just half a house. I guess they don't want to schlep their stuff upstairs, but I could be on the first floor. I would not be surprised if this same thing is true about the carpet cleaning deals in Rochester. I will remember to read the fine print if I ever go to purchase one.

I just found out that there's a place in North Georgia that specializes in miniature animals [link].

They have a grown-up "mini" pig named Aunt Piggypat HAM-ilton! [link]

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Houses have multiple floors, too. I was thinking about that too, since technically I grew up in an apartment, but I always thought of it as a house. (A two-family house.)

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I'm sorry, Kat.

Calli, they won't clean apartments? That seems very short-sighted of them.

I guess they don't want to schlep their stuff through lobbies.

Nope, no apartments. And I don't even have a lobby through which to schlep. Since I've been at my current place for five years now, my carpets could definitely use a thorough cleaning. Some people have suggested alternate companies. I sent an email to one of them to see if the whole "no apartments" thing is just with the first place or more widespread throughout the industry.

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Spider-lamp, Spider-lamp, does whatever a Spider-lamp does....

Which is "illuminate a room."

Making a spider-lamp out of 8 cheap Ikea anglepoise knockoffs - Boing Boing

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OK, time for porn!

NSFW, of course.

Typewriter Erotica, 1920s

I never would have guessed that typewriter erotica was a thing in the 1920s....

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You know when you've been trying to remember something for nigh on 20 years, and you toss out some neighbouring information, and someone steps up with information you didn't even have enough data to find in google or *frame* the question?

Thanks to a poster on IO9 who's about my age and also went to high school in Britain, I now remember that it was the 380z that was our first computer in the computer room. I could remember precisely what it looked like ( [link] -- black box with handles and two floppy drives), but totally blank on the name. I need to put this down in Evernote for the next time my brain cells rot out from underneath me.

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