OK, House Hunters is in Las Vegas and the realtor just described something from 1989 as an older home in a more established neighborhood. It is different out there! (NB: I think my parents' house is not that old, and it's possibly 100 years old.)

I had a weird conviction this morning that I needed pie.

The fuck? Where am I going to find low glyemic pie before the nurse shows? Hell, even a recipe? I bolted out, grabbed apples and extra butter, came home and decided that maybe I can't do low but I can certainly do lower by cutting out the cane sugar and making whole wheat crust.

Why this is supposed to help my mood I have no idea. Failed pie crust has driven me to tears before, and it will again. I have never made whole wheat pie crust before, and I also decided to shoot for the vodka option, so that's two unknowns.

I'm going to try rolling it out now. If I can't line a pie pan, I won't make the filling.

(NB: I think my parents' house is not that old, and it's possibly 100 years old.)

I know that feeling! Where I grew up there were hundreds of homes from the 1800s, so when someone says, "Oh, this is an old home, probably 1970," I'm startled. OLD is pre-1900, people.

OLD is pre-1900, people.

There are a number of people who consider y'all too newly minted to even be quaint, y'know.

Alla y'all.

The town I grew up in had maybe two houses from the 1700s, and then maybe 50 or so from the 1800s and pre-Depression 1900s. Not much of anything built in the thirties and forties, and then a ton of houses built in the early fifties. Just about everyone I knew growing up lived in one of those 1950s-era houses. "Old house" to me probably means pre-Depression. 1950-1970 or so is just a house. Post-1990 is new.

There are a number of people who consider y'all too newly minted to even be quaint, y'know.

Hey, for us, 1800s is old!

Bob says after dinner with meara "she was nice. But all the Buffy-istas are!" Also, he says she reminded him of sarameg. Aww.

Aww! Hi sarameg! :)

the bar menu must be awesome! "I'm sloppy," "I'm depressed," "I'm in denial."

That would be awesome."I can't feel my face!"

House Hunters is in Las Vegas and the realtor just described something from 1989 as an older home in a more established neighborhood. It is different out there!

Wow. I mean, I can see how that would be, in Vegas, given the boom they had. But dang!

1950/60s is old here. You would really have to look in the suburb community to find anything much older. Now in downtown areas and older county-seat rural communities you can find quite a few early 1900s and some late 1800s homes.

Good luck with the pie.

I'm celebrating fall by making onion soup and gussied up Trader Joes pumpkin bread. My apartment smells delicious.

I went to UNC-Chapel Hill, back in the late 80s. There were some rich people there and a lot of middle class people. Sports aside, there was only one merit scholarship offered by the school. But you could get a full semester--tuition, fees, and books--for well under $3,000, because at the time there was strong state support. That has since been cut way back. There was a fair bit of work study, too. I was in dorms for all of undergrad, because it was cheaper than apartments. My sister went to an expensive, private liberal arts college (full scholarship). I haven't noticed a substantive difference in our educational outcomes.

OLD is pre-1900, people.

There's an amusing Time Team (British archaeology) show where they come over to Jamestown to see how Americans do thing. They're working in the Jamestown cemetary, and the American archaeologist asks if the way the corpse is laid out is the same way that English people of the same era are laid out.

The Brits say, "Well, we don't really know, because most of the cemeteries from the late 1600s are too new and still in use, so we can't excavate in them." "Too new?" the American said, surprised. "Oh, right," the Brit said, "you folk don't have as much history to play with as we do." Things are a bit prickly between the two groups for the next little bit.