Getting Organized

This weekend, we got some good work done around the house, but not exactly what I’d planned to accomplish. The basement was refusing to dry out, and the cheapo bookshelves down there were waterlogged at the bottom to the point the uprights actually cracked and started to buckle. So, I boxed up all the books and stored them in the unfinished space (off the floor), in preparation for tearing out the soaked carpet. Yes, carpet and pad can be successfully dried in place, but only with serious tools and I didn’t feel like paying for those services – the carpet isn’t worth as much as the services would have cost. So the boy and I spent a good bit of Saturday hauling carpet out of the basement, and I got all but two loads of laundry washed in the meantime.

( the music collection has a new home )

Music to Fuck By

Over the weekend I discovered a couple of CDs that I believe I inherited from nayad. Last year for the holidays, she wrapped up a bunch of interesting stuff – books, magazines, DVDs and CDs that she wasn’t interested in keeping any longer, but were not deserving of the trash heap, and gave out the boxes as surprises. My box yielded some interesting items, and I shared it with roguebitch, who claimed a couple of things too.

So, I rediscovered these two CDs that I had not yet listened to, even though roguebitch said I’d probably like at least one of them, I just can’t remember which one. I figure it won’t kill me to try out new stuff once in awhile, plus, I totally needed new music in my driving lineup because I was getting seriously tired of what I had thanks to 3+ hr drives twice a week for the entire summer. First up was Gilt by Machines of Loving Grace.

( Even vanilla sex is hot if you're doing it right )

I think if I had known a little more about these CDs, I’d have chosen to play Doll’s The King of Monster Island first. But, it worked out okay being second, because it gave me a good long cool down before I had to put my game face on and speak to clients and contractors. At an elementary school, no less! Doll turns out to be fairly lively, a single female voice and some energetic guitar work that put me in mind of the Indigo Girls. I caught a few phrases of the lyrics on this one, and I enjoyed them, and got the feeling that a lot of the message was about empowerment.

I’ll definitely be listening to these both again (and again). In fact, I’m kind of kicking myself right now, because I could have been listening to these all summer long, if we’d only reorganized the CD rack sooner.

*super-cooling occurs when a material gets caught at an energy level not normally associated with a phase change, and kind of sticks there for awhile. It would be like water freezing to a solid before reaching zero degrees C, but is more commonly associated with processes taking place on the sub-atomic level. /geek 

ETA:  roguebitchpoints out I switched the name of the band and the name of the CD, but it's fixed now!

Moline?!

Now the B-52's are going to be stuck in my head.

Anyway, what's the best way to get to Moline, IL from the Madison area?  I was thinking 39 south to 88 west, but Mapquest says it's quicker to go through Dubuque and Davenport which is 61 south.

Apparently, I've got the opportunity to get another fairly steady assignment that is out of town for a few days a week, but I still haven't heard all the details, so I don't know more than that.  The upside is plenty of hours on the old timecard. The downside is being out of town half the week.  Another up is not scrambling for actual work to do - so not making up excuses to keep hanging around.  Down - another 3-hr drive each way - I seriously need to go to the library for audio books.  Up - Stoneycreek Inn is also in Moline and I have a "frequent flyer" membership there - that puts me much closer to earning the free stay.

Help a woman out, and give me the scoop on Moline...

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Yesterday, in the middle of prep for Foie Fest, barley52said, "Oh I forgot to include in the previous 114 minutes spend the last two minutes off and it’s still amazing.  The thing to remember - it's the only place I've ever seen it, and it seemed that they chose their poems based on what had been read prior.  So, I found it very cool and extremely entertaining.  And. I want a hat.Afterward, I rushed the "stage" and asked Ellen if there was any way to get to the end (maybe you'll find it in the spirit in which it was intended.  I wore it to work yesterday.  Yesterday was damp and gloomy.  I needed a new warm hat.  I did say I wanted one, but I need to find 2 more inches, you know what I was going to be resolved by the end of the first uphill section of the portage. We cheered and clapped for everyone who went by. The leaders were terribly fit, and had a very nice start, but we are going to get me to sit and stay :)  The ride home was a bit overdone.
Before the movie, we saw a trailer for King Kong, and man, is Peter Jackson busy or what?  He's single-handedly recreating hollywood over in NZ.  I wonder when we're going to have to wait till the end of the year, the worst player was named "most improved."  That was the end of the date). Although, he had my car, so was it really over? That night was the first time he’d ever been off the ranch.  Anyway, life is too short as it is.  Why do we put up with the daddy, but they don't let anyone (not even us) trample on their hearts or self-esteem.  I think they deserve all those random compliments.