The Man's Too Strong Monday, June 20, 2005

Lots to report today.

The banner hed: We got the house. Which is to say: They accepted our bid. Now the lawyers and inspectors jump into the deal and start snooping. We started off stunned at the news; then terrified at all the prepping we had to do on our condo to get it ready for sale; now I'm remembering all the crap I forgot to factor into my payment calculations. For the next few years, I think I'm going to be reverting to childhood and drawing everybody pictures for Christmas...

At any rate, we've got a toe in the door. More developments as they develop. It's really a beautiful place; I promise to be more excited when I'm out of the shadow of debtor's prison (roughly when I'm figuring out how to pay for my burial plot).

In the right-hand column: A wonderful weekend. On Friday we treated Mama and Papa WTJ to dinner for Father's Day. Wrong Turn Jr. discovered how to juice limes and squish pasta, one spaghetto at a time. Saturday, gaming, always a treat. I miss my friends desperately, and time is only going to get tighter.

Sunday, wonderful cousins. We went upstate to see the in-laws for Father's Day (after treating Mama and Papa WTJ to dinner on Friday), which meant a couple of lovely twinsies and a mischievous little two-year-old swarming all over Wrong Turn Jr. The brother-in-law grilled. Side dishes from Zabar's. I capped the sabbath by finishing off a Father's Day present from Mrs. WTJ (a super-duper-fly Father's Day Black Forest brownie cake) and watching part of another (two seasons of Space Ghost Coast to Coast). Mrs. WTJ's assessment: "I think I need to be stoned." Just wait till Brak shows up...

@ 5:40:00 AM,

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