Saturday, January 28, 2006

Burnin down the house
Our place is so messy that I'm actually considering a can of gasoline, a match and insurance fraud.

Big Gray is getting ready to go out of town again and I'm just not enough of a person to not resent having to clean without him.

Tomorrow marks the 5th year anniversary of buying our house and the 5th year anniversary of pulling up every square inch of musty shag carpet and rotted tacking strips. It's been a productive 5 years, but I still affectionately refer to it as a shitbox.

But its OUR shitbox...
Happy Anniversary, Davis Place!

Friday, January 27, 2006

Man, does this blog suck...

Every now and then I think of something really clever that I want to share with you, or at least those of you that still occasionally check to see what, if anything, is going on around here at RF, but it is always when I'm doing something like running terribly late for work (aka, everyday...) or driving in my (NEW!!!) car or at work. I'm actually at work right now, surprised that the blogger site isn't blocked, like everything else cultural or cool.

The title of this blog posting is Commas. And Run-ons. And Boring.

I promise I think of you often, RF, and like debt owed a friend I am ashamed by your neglected face. The head on this boil was seeing you, RF, listed as a favorite blog of Team C, a mention only ceremonious, when how can we still be much loved when we are absent?

Now? Oh I'm just passing time before I have to meet a man about some photos. I know if I left earlier, I'd just go home and fall asleep. As it stands, if I leave in the next few minutes I'll have just enough time to get home, let the dog out, get my coat (which in my haste this morning..."where the fuck is my fucking brown shirt?!" 6:05am...I left without in 37 degree weather) and hit the road.

I want to say that you are my new year's resolution, RF. I really do...

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