Weekend Update.

Yay, our new heating system was installed on Monday. I like it. I like it a LOT. I especially like the ability to crank the temp to hellish heights in the bathroom when it's showertime. Toast-ay! And with the new-and-improved plumbing, now there will be no more shivering naked in the too-big bathtub under the 9 foot ceiling in the cold, cold bathroom while the dripdripdrip of water from the prehistoric plumbing system dampens your left foot..nay. No more!!
Now there is water pressure, and heat, and toastiness! No more waiting til spring for a bath while you slowly but surely turn into CroMagnon man (woman) huddled in an icy cave with the skins of dead animals bundled around you and the stink and stench of your own armpits making you want to crawl outside and commit harikiri (ok, seppuku, for you purists) with a three foot icicle.
Finally! We are civilized! It feels so good :P AND I can use my LUSH products right through the winter!

Now to painting. I've begun the front bedroom window. Took one day to scrape, sand and prepare it, and another to paint it. Just fancy enough to keep the wood safe for the winter. Next summer I plan to completely strip, refinish and restore the original wood. That's gonna be some fun, huh Bambi. I hope the weather holds, because I hope to get the livingroom window done next week, same thing, but it might take a bit longer, it has suffered much more weather damage due to its northern exposure. More scraping, sanding, and swearing to come.

*rubbing hands together gleefully* Things are proceeding exactly as planned. Muhaha.

Well. Except for the annoying early morning Heebies I get at three frikkin am, when I wake up in the pitch darkness filled with anxiety, wondering what Incredibly Important Thing I'm forgetting that's gonna show up and bite me on the ass with its dirty yellow fangs. This happens, apparently, as people get older...I can only imagine the Heebies I'm gonna suffer by the time I'm 60, geez. I am sure the upgrade kit for Heebies comes complete with only the best and most advanced, mind-alteringly fearsome Heebie characters ever created in this dimension.

For some reason, the Giant Purple Snorklewacker just popped into my mind. So I went and did a quick Google to find a pic to stash here, but lo and behold...none (okay, one really bad copy, barely legible and not even worth a rightclick). No snorklewackers exist on the Net, unless you are willing to pay for the book, that is. Which, by the way, I already own. In fact, I am the proud possessor of just about every Bloom County comic book compendium ever published. Not that they're doing me any good downstairs in a dusty box. Aren't exactly helping me out online, are they.

Now, I'm down with the whole protected copyright thing, but really. Has the Snorklewacker been dragged out of Binkley's anxiety closet and forced to work as a thug for the Opus and Co. mob? Seriously. I think it's a mighty big bit of suspicious that no illicit websites exist with the Snorklewacker in his full, copyright infringe-ed glory. What is the Internet world coming to when writers and artists can protect their work and keep the likes of me from thievery? Is it not my Dog given right as a First World citizen to break Internet laws? I feel so affronted! Why I might just have to sit myself down in the nearest dandelion patch and have myself a good, old brokenhearted cry.

I miss Bloom County. I might as well haul my collection out of cobwebs and go read 'em in the dandelion patch. The rest of you are just gonna have to imaginate the Snorklewacker lurking behind me with a club and a big shit-eating grin.