Saturday, September 06, 2003
Prosthetic Testicle
Are you a male under 35? Under 40? Go here now. Or you can skip straight to more links and info. You may not have much of a say whether or not you get testicular cancer, but you can catch it early.
For Fido, there's these.
Similar prosthetics are available for men (well, and women who tend toward man-ish and want to complete the look).
For Fido, there's these.
Similar prosthetics are available for men (well, and women who tend toward man-ish and want to complete the look).
Friday, September 05, 2003
Paper Thin Walls and Grey Sheet Metal
Living in an old row house with thick walls and few neighbors spoils a person. Living in the hood helps, too. Music cranked up to 9 at 1:00 am is not an issue.
Hearing shifting upstairs when my alarm goes off at 5:30 am makes me wish I wasn't such a coma sleeper. I haven't even hooked up the subwoofer yet. Ah–apartment complex life.
Apartment should be spelled with two "p"s, The spell checker wouldn't harass me as much.
Living in DC also spoils a person to good cell phone connections. However, per above comment, I'm quieter on the phone now.
At least I'm on the ground floor. It's not clear to me this is an advantage across the board, but lugging groceries and microwaves is easier.
OH–and WAL-MART!!! My my my. As good for people watching as anything yet discovered. And you can buy microwaves there. And with SUPER WAL-MART you can buy food, too. Coffee selection not as nice, but it's there. Chinese food is relegated to a 10 foot section of canned chop suey and ramen, hey, it's Wal-Mart.
You can also get very fine sheet-metal steel shelves that come with enough nuts and bolts to assemble the thing twice. Obviously this is made for people who have to move again in six months.
Mac spellcheck does not recognize "Wal-Mart" as a legitimate word. A few suggested words are:
Al-Mart
Gal-Mart
Pal-Mart
Wad-Mart (!)
War-Mart (phonetically correct per local dialect)
Was-Mart
Wax-Mart
Wail-Mart
Wale-Mart
Walk-Mart
Excellent. Love the Mac.
Hearing shifting upstairs when my alarm goes off at 5:30 am makes me wish I wasn't such a coma sleeper. I haven't even hooked up the subwoofer yet. Ah–apartment complex life.
Apartment should be spelled with two "p"s, The spell checker wouldn't harass me as much.
Living in DC also spoils a person to good cell phone connections. However, per above comment, I'm quieter on the phone now.
At least I'm on the ground floor. It's not clear to me this is an advantage across the board, but lugging groceries and microwaves is easier.
OH–and WAL-MART!!! My my my. As good for people watching as anything yet discovered. And you can buy microwaves there. And with SUPER WAL-MART you can buy food, too. Coffee selection not as nice, but it's there. Chinese food is relegated to a 10 foot section of canned chop suey and ramen, hey, it's Wal-Mart.
You can also get very fine sheet-metal steel shelves that come with enough nuts and bolts to assemble the thing twice. Obviously this is made for people who have to move again in six months.
Mac spellcheck does not recognize "Wal-Mart" as a legitimate word. A few suggested words are:
Al-Mart
Gal-Mart
Pal-Mart
Wad-Mart (!)
War-Mart (phonetically correct per local dialect)
Was-Mart
Wax-Mart
Wail-Mart
Wale-Mart
Walk-Mart
Excellent. Love the Mac.
Wednesday, September 03, 2003
Better Than Unpacking
Go Japan.
Nuclear War
Who designed the kitchen in this place? It's not the actual small size of the kitchen that is noteworthy (although, it is unarguably small), it's the Lilliputian cupboards and drawers. The Ikea cabinetry at the old digs was luxurious, as it turns out.
Who knew.
The tiny plastic little 60s silverware organizer I had picked up a few years ago fits in these little drawers here like it was –oh– made for it. Likewise for the tiny and ancient toaster oven; a modern one literally wouldn't fit here.
I actually dialed online to see this again. More kittens are up in the left corner.
Who knew.
The tiny plastic little 60s silverware organizer I had picked up a few years ago fits in these little drawers here like it was –oh– made for it. Likewise for the tiny and ancient toaster oven; a modern one literally wouldn't fit here.
I actually dialed online to see this again. More kittens are up in the left corner.
Tuesday, September 02, 2003
Cats are Drama Queens
The cats fared really well in the car. However, the bathroom I locked them in when I got up there (so that I could unpack the car, etc) fared less well. The already worn-out bathroom door is missing some laminate now. Thanks Leibniz.
OK. This is the last trip with a car full of junk. Really. Unless it won't all fit, then I'll have to go to plan C.
The Dismemberment Plan is done. Over. Unless there are comeback shows. The show last night was fabulous. Great. "Ice of Boston," per DC tradition, was a stage full of eager fans. Litha and I thoughrouly enjoyed ourselves against the speaker stack near Axelson. Love it love it.
OK. Braindead. Must get out of here and on the road back the land of no internet (it's coming).
OK. This is the last trip with a car full of junk. Really. Unless it won't all fit, then I'll have to go to plan C.
The Dismemberment Plan is done. Over. Unless there are comeback shows. The show last night was fabulous. Great. "Ice of Boston," per DC tradition, was a stage full of eager fans. Litha and I thoughrouly enjoyed ourselves against the speaker stack near Axelson. Love it love it.
OK. Braindead. Must get out of here and on the road back the land of no internet (it's coming).
