What Do I Get? No Sleep At Night…
Yes, yes, yes. I missed World Worker’s Day, but really what is that anyway? As your Dad always wanted to remind you that every day is Mother’s Day, I’m not impressed by efforts by Hallmark and the Communist Party to appreciate the common worker. The world needs ditch diggers certainly, but I don’t think a single day does the work that the actual workers do justice. Politicians know this and pander to Joe Six-Pack all year long. Why can’t we?
No, I’m not running for office, but thanks for asking.
The Lodge remains as lodge-like as ever. I entertained my parents and Mr. and Mrs. Uncle on Saturday (read: no serious projects were started) but on Sunday I was able to get rid of hideous carpet and even hideouser fake wood panelling. That took two trips to the dump. Very confusing trips for the attendant.
“Hey, weren’t you here before?”
Why yes I was. (Norman? Norman Einstein? Is that really you?)
“Yeah, here you are right here in the log…”
You said then that it’d be okay for me to come back, is it still okay? (Prime the bag of leaves for pummeling if he says no)
“I guess so. There’s an awful lot of stuff back there though.”
(Hence two trips) You bet. Need a (broken) broom?
“Uh, no thanks.”
To think, he gave up a promising career in theoretical physics to mind the dump. How’s that for civic duty?
As far as the house hunt goes, it’s not going much of anywhere at the moment. I have some fantastic leads but I can’t seem to get my roommates to agree on much of anything at the moment. Pathetic, I know. Wouldn’t it be nice to know whether we can spend one or one and a half kilodollars? Two or three bedrooms? Off-street parking (I vote yes)? Hell, I’d even like to know a general vicinity to consider. As you’d imagine, I got nothing. Not a thing.
[Sigh.]
Anything else? I’m sure there is but I can’t imagine that it’d be interesting. Maybe this stuff isn’t interesting either, but at least it’s stuff!
No promises, but there are a couple pictures I need to take of the environs in America’s Finest City (cough!) tomorrow that I think you’ll enjoy. I need to get back on this horse after the spottiness of late so I hope that’ll do it.
Your pal,
bob
