So the vacuum-a-fication of my house is complete. Homefully it is now de-allergen-ified enough that Jeraliey-Danielle, jweiss, or other dust-allergic visitors to my house will not get all snuffly.

ALSO, I was so all inspired by getting stuff done, that today I finally installed handles on the cabinets that lacked them. (For some reason, only one set of kitchen drawers had handles. Conversely, a set of cabinet doors lacked them. These are, I hasten to add, totally different-sized handles.) That was awesome.
Then I kept going and added handles to the drawers too. Ideally, I should counter-sink the screwheads, so the drawer-faces can be flush with the drawers, but I lack the tool for that. Need a larger drill bit.

Of course all this added new saw-dust to my freshly de-dust-ified back room. But luckily, I wasn't returning the borrowed vacuum cleaner to brass_rat until tonight. :-)

It also came in handy when I decimated a giant box of mostly-paper junk. This box had been accumulating for years, so every few layers revealed a new dust-coating.

( cleaning TMI )

Even better, while I was accomplishing this, I got a call back from a Framingham company to set up an interview for Monday.

Oh, yes, and I will be leading services tonight with Adene.

it's snowing! NOT OK!!

chairs, chairs, chairs-chairs chairs! (actually only 4, but they are the nice wooden kind I was looking for, and now I can give back your folding chairs, navraze and enochs_fable)

The situation felt like a haiku. I try to work out the words here.

( various attempts )


anticipation
both edges of the road clear
revealed for the plow


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layout gone center-y! agh! autumn colors GONE!
I happened to be looking at midnight when this happened -- maybe when i wake up tomorrow it will be like this never was. *squeezes hands in tight hope*






(but seriously, i dont care as much as all this: don't worry)

HI! *waves to the people*
(the end)

Followed a link to a story in the San Francisco Chronicle. It had this priceless line: "By itself, the finding does not immediately point to a way to prevent graying hair....Moreover, the researchers said they're more interested in curing cancer." Well I should hope so!
But the sweet deadpan nature amuses me so -- that the director of the Dana-Farber program in melanoma has to flat-out say "Preventing the greying of hair is not our goal," to a host of interviewing newspeople who are surely already drawing up in their minds lists of sexy grey-haired stars.
A gem of journalistic spin.

If you have a subscription (I don't): the findings are reportedly published in Science. May be titled "Three Grey Mice", authors include David Fisher.

For my part: Ariela is pro white hair, because it makes it easier to color!
I am also pro preventing cancer.
cheers!

I watched the garbage collectors throw our old chairs into the truck, and a big round part roll-crush them down.

Yesterday I met with the new Education Director and it was very good. We talked a LONG time (and also I had some delicious food-thing at Grasshopper). I wish I knew what the delicious food-thing was... it came on the side with my "chow-foon pockets".

I'm reading feed by M.T. Anderson. (And About Face by the guy who designed Visual Basic.)

Avoid Harvard at the start and end of the academic year. The streets are filled with students and parents, and half of them don't know where they are going. The start of the year is worse, because more parents come, and they NEVER know where they are going.
Avoid late night routes on the Fourth of July, for the drunks.
Routes by malls are a bad idea by the end of December, because of Christmas.

If a bus is running late, and there is another one just behind it, it might skip its last stop. You probably always suspected they do this -- well now I KNOW they do. My bus wanted to cut the last corner, so the bus driver asked me if I wouldn't mind getting off just a bit early. It was a gorgeous day and I did it. Then he turned down a side street, and disappeared.

Sometimes, when the buses don't open their back doors to let off passengers, it is because the dispatcher has told them not to. I heard a dispatcher ordering all busses that were going to a certain square to only use front doors.
And I think it said to pull up door to a police officer there. I imagine a wild, hush hush, police operation: suspect fugitive is on the bus. Plainclothes officer scans every face in the crowd. Suspect trickily steps off the back exit and fades away down the road, under the shade of a green tree.
I don't know if that's what's really happening.

By the way, I've decided not to go home this weekend. I might change my mind about Saturday, but for sure I am not leaving today. I will hang around this new apartment a bit longer before I drive off for more stuff to put in it!

Update on my freshie game! (see this entry)

I saw Jackson the freshmin in upstairs Usdan and initiated the 3 round of my game. In a dangerous turn, the first name that came to mind to call him was "Jack" -- too similar! Recovering quickly, I greeted him as "Jake". UNFORTUNATELY, I recovered too quickly: I called out to him while there was still nearly half of the seating area between us, and I doubt he heard me.

I must count this round as a draw. Next time, freshmin, next time..