my house smells weird. the downstairs bathroom is just....ick. we didn't use it for years because the lines backed up, but we finally got the lines fixed - we HAD to get the lines fixed, everything was backing up, and boy was THAT not pretty - but now there's this weird smell coming from down there. And I'm afraid of the downstairs, so I haven't ( Read more... )

There's a mouse under my fridge. The cat brought it in earlier to play with, and was delighted when we joined her in chasing it around the livingroom. Couldn't catch it, even though it kept running - well, staggering - right by me, barely able to move with exhaustion. I couldn't bring myself to just reach down and grab it. Now it's under the fridge ( Read more... )

like having someone guess what 300 email addresses might be if they were all in a similar format, which you'd think they WOULD be given the sorts of email addresses they are, but in reality they are not at all similar... so what happens? Right. 300 emails come bouncing back like great big tires loose on the highway and headed right at us. I work ( Read more... )

Samuel tells me that the rain and sleet has got to come to an end soon. Photographs of stunning tulips line the walls. The purple ones mostly. With the wind howling outside it's a bleakish contrast.

just checking to see; what's going on here, bob?