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2.25.2005

Getting Off My Ass

Today I’ll be out putting the last coat of stripper on the kitchen island. Then I’ll have to hoist myself up into the attic above the garage (an unfinished room, actually, and really cool. If we buy this house, it will be made into a bigger and better room for Nathan) and drag down the wood stain that was used in the kitchen (country pecan) and the leftover granite tiles that were stowed up there. Wish my digital camera wasn’t all fuckered up.

My goal is to have this project done this weekend, weather allowing. Can’t forget, however, to say Happy Birthday to a great man whose spiritual presence I will never cease to miss.

2.12.2005

One Less Great Man

The world lost one of its last great men yesterday. Playwright Arthur Miller died at his home in Connecticut at the age of 89...

2.07.2005

Is There a Diva in the House?

On Saturday afternoon I complained to Lynette that I miss our friends, all of whom live in other states and other countries. I miss our impromptu get-togethers with George and Noelle, I miss “doing the weirds” with Debra, and I just generally miss having time with other adults, doing adult things, talking about adult things...