After the Opera
“The curtain parts one last time
and the ones who killed…”
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Packing Trash, Pulling Weeds
I ended up trimming a few tree limbs that were dangling over the sidewalk. And I brought out a Bluetooth speaker so I could listen to music, while I weeded. Over the course of the next hour or two, I sank three beers and just hung out outside, slowly plucking weeds.
Hallway Demo, Revisited
I’m still amazed at what happens to time, when we work on the house. Once we get going, the hours just seem to slip by. I’m not sure why that is, because during the whole process… it’s not something I’d describe as “enjoyable” or fun.
Andrew Combs: 4×10
My takeaway from the song overall is that the singer is talking about a kind of cyclical thing, passed on from parent to children in a kind of Larkin-esque manner. But that third verse is still gives me some pause.
A Better Underage Drinking Ad
I like the approach here – it’s definitely subtle, understated. The yellow on black text of “LIT” catches your eye, but not in an obnoxious way. It’s ambiguous enough to pull you in, to want to read a little more.
Goodbye, Railing
We had some plywood to bring up, and what better time than now to make that whole process a little easier. No need to maneuver around the railing if the railing’s gone!
Brunch with Michelle, Mike, and Fritz
Last weekend, Liz and I met up with Michelle, Mike, and Fritz for an early morning brunch in the suburbs.
Top of the Stairs
Part of the work involved prying loose some wall studs on the other side of our bathroom closet. These pieces were pretty nailed in, and required using the Sawzall to cut through the nails – which Liz did. She also spent about 20 minutes prying the pieces loose by hand, and was pretty well beat by the time I got home.
Dance of the Line Riders
Has it really been twelve years since Line Rider debuted? Oh wow, and the original version was on Deviant Art? I feel pretty good about having a post from 2006 talking about it, but that fact also makes me feel impossibly old.
Powering up a Panasonic Palmcorder I Found at an Antique Mall for $5
Finding the right size plug took a little while. But the moment I plugged in the camera, I heard a click from inside it – and I knew it was working.
Found Inside, Found Outside
Also earlier this week, Liz spotted this on or walk to work. I saw the flowers there, but it was Liz who pointed out they were intentionally placed and positioned there.
Quick House Night
After work, Liz and I put in a little time on the house. Bob’s been over all week, and by the time we get home… there are a few tasks for us to attend to (some clean-up, some prep work before his next visit).
Deja Vu
I guess more electrical work is being done up the way. But for a second there, seeing all these trucks again made me feel like we were going to get another visit to our backyard.
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I know someone was working here, and needed the manhole cover to remain exposed. I like how this didn’t need a sign, and still conveyed the message “I’m going to fix it tomorrow.”
Shoulder Rest
When I met with my doctor, he put me through several strength tests. And tried to see if pressure in various spots hurt (it didn’t). He then asked if, around the time I first experienced my symptoms, whether I had performed any repetitive motions.