• Home improvement on the cheap.

    It all started innocently enough. “John, I hate this room.”
    “Well, what exactly do you hate about it?”
    “For starters, I hate those CD racks that sit on top of the counter next to the TV.”

    Fast forward 24 hours. We emerge from another episode of “The Kauffmans get a trim” to find ourselves driving Eastbound on the road home. Inspiration hits me hard. “Cheryl, how about we stop by Lowes to look at shelving options?” The next thing you know we’re wandering the isles of handyman heaven. Thirty minutes later the three of us are carrying our shelving supplies, having spent only $50! Fast forward four hours. Two french bread pizzas, one recharging cycle on the drill, and a Colin Farrell movie later… those new shelves were hanging on the wall. There were not any missteps. There were no unforeseen problems. I just put them up.

    Waiting for fate to balance the books is pure agony.

  • Hmm.

    fade in…

    “I’ve had this 24 hour stomach bug for the last couple days…”

    Oh I wanted to say something so bad… so I did. “Sounds to me like a 48 hour bug.” There was no reply. My dad got in on the gig though. “Maybe it was two different 24 hour bugs.” We had a conspiratorial chuckle and the episode ended.

    fade out…

  • Fog.

    This morning the fog wasn’t confined to my mind. The only thing better than riding in a fog is riding in a rain storm. If the fog is thick enough, like this morning, it feels very much like riding in the rain. Not only is there a lot of moisture in the air, it tends to condense on the ends of your hair. Then every time you ride over a bump the drops of water shake free from the ends of your hair and you can feel the drops falling on your skin. It is a bizzarre feeling; almost as bizzarre as seeing hundreds of drops of water hanging from the ends of your hair.