I’m back!!!!
August 16, 2003
August 9, 2003
Thirty guys and a truck (or two)
I think I’d like to move my family every weekend. There were so many people over here (and there) today helping. Lots of cool people from church. And a bunch of the neighbors came by to offer help or to bring cookies or just say hi. Three times, delicious prepared meals — enough for an army — came through the door or one house or the other. (Plus, I had some Bill’s hot dogs in the fridge. Yes!) Between today and yesterday, we made four trips with the U-Haul. Lots of work, lots of company and lots of good food. That’s the way I like it. Oh, and of course, it’s a two story house, so there was lots of grunting and sweating, pushing solid wood furniture up the stairs. The good news, and the bad news, is that it rained all day. My first shirt was retired early, as I ended up being the one to pass all the furniture from the van to the garage in the pouring rain — catching all the water off the roof. The second shirt was retired (along with my shorts) after slithering under the house, from one end to the other, to attach a dryer hose. After I emerged, covered from head to toe in mud, rust, insulation, I figured I was allowed to take a shower and sit down for a few minutes.
Note I said, “I’d like to move my family every weekend,” because moving in and out of dorms is not so much fun. Not nearly so much fun. I’m not as excited about moving myself next week — and the next.
Did I mention that I don’t really have any furniture here at my parent’s place? I’m sleeping in the bonus room tonight.
August 4, 2003
Hasta un otro tiempo
Summer break is here, and I’m moving, so that means the computer is getting unplugged. The result: for the next couple of weeks, you’ll probably find a lot of dead links here. Most of my pictures will be gone. But fear not! Everything will be back to normal, probably a little better, by the 17th.
Have fun at the pool!
August 1, 2003
Lunch on the Run 5, Press Start
So I’m back home in W-town. It smells like the beach here. There’s a breeze and it’s not so humid. There’s also a Bojangles! We’re going there for breakfast.
There was a 45 minute conversation about which bed is going in my new bedroom. Very difficult topic. I’m doing my bit to help the moving effort by eating the unused pizza I found in the refrigerator.
Wedding tomorrow, so I get to wear my suit. I’ll be very metrosexual.