Happy Birthday, Suzy.

Today my sister would have been 35. So not only is it Fitzmas.

I paid my first gas bill today; I can already tell that I dislike the utility company, which is clearly untrustworthy – a six dollar ‘convenience charge’ to pay via card, an online billpaying option that cancels the paper bill: the unmistakable spoor of evil.

My mail backup service plan appears to be working quite well, thank you, and I was pleasantly surprised by the professionalism and responsiveness this far on the part of my ISP. I initiated my DSL service with a mom-and-pop out of Olympia years ago, and my account has been acquired by a succession of pump-and-dump providers that really did a pretty poor job of providing support – a year or so ago when Qwest altered some technical details of the connection, I had to act as the ombudsman between Qwest and the acquiring party.

Saturday morning we’re meeting our contractor at the house. He says two to three weeks. I sure hope so. Maybe this weekend I will be able to mow the lawn.

Rivet

You know, it’s really frustrating when you take the doors of your refrigerator off in order to change the way the door opens from left-to-right to right-to-left and discover that the last part exposed, the base mounting pin, is riveted in place on the carrying plate rather than removable and reconfigurable, like everything else. Which you had just removed, and now must put right back in place.

Also, someone somewhere must have explored the mystic rules or lack thereof which govern or torment the placement of light switches.

In attempting to fathom the plan, or lack thereof, behind the electrical ‘system’ installed in the new place, I begin to glimpse what I think must be the handiwork of the Old Ones.

Service interruption

Qwest informs me that they will be transferring phone and DSL to the new location on October 27. I forecast some dark fiber in my linkfarms. Please bear with us as we navigate the outer reaches of telco provisioning.

Sleepers awake

My final weekend count of Home Depot visits appears to be five.

It’s unclear if this should remain an index or a high point. I would prefer to plan the jaunts and execute them once per weekend on Saturdays at 8 am.

Money pit!

Today, I put my newfound knowledge to use in the service of self-pauperization, and now own one each of the appliances featured in the previous blog entry.

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Also today, I found a child’s folding lace fan and the jawbone of a dog (?) in the yard. Pics to come, but I post via bluetooth from the porch. Which reminds me, Viv’s hard at work sterilizing the massive mold zone of one of the two inherited refrigerators – I should get to work!

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the excitement!

This Yesterday evening, I have learned about washers, and also dryers, and furthermore, about lawnmowers!

One thing I have taken away from my studies is this: appliance prices appear to be tracking the housing market’s rise.

up and down

Another day, another meeting at the house. This time the contractor, an electrician, did not show up. We walked Karel through the house as well and he will be giving us a painting estimate. We’re also waiting on a full-boat contractor’s estimate that includes all of the work we need done.

I have noticed that since Saturday, I have used over half a tank of gas. Normally a tank lasts me a month.

sleepy

Man, long day. We met a contractor at the new house, ate at Cyndy’s Pancake House, showed the house to some friends, and then I picked up Dan, Spence, and Manuel for a League meeting in Georgetown, from which I have just returned.

Have an error

A while ago I concluded that I had accidentally eaten part of a habanero, a conclusion not embraced by all but one which remains in place in my mind. This belief was reinforced when last night I unthinkingly popped a whole roasted pepper into my mouth and then thought to ask, just as my diaphragm went into convulsions, “Was that a habanero?”

It was. I’m still feeling it. The immediate, five-minute symptoms last night and last May were quite identical. Happily, we were able to flag a waiter down to bring a shot of rum in short order. The rum was quite helpful.