Monday, June 30, 2008

Moving the Office

We have been working on rearranging things here. It has been a long, slow process, and it will be a while before it is finished. We moved my office into the former playroom and my office becomes a storage room. The family room remains the family room, albeit sharing the title and purpose of the playroom now as well. Our thinking is that the big TV is in the playroom, so it is better suited to play and entertainment, making it an altogether entertaining place for the whole family. That is our logic anyway. The other reason for moving the office is that it gets to be 90-100° in the office this time of year. With my marketing class starting next week and Accuweather saying it is supposed to be in the 90s all week, summer may finally be here in its humid and hot glory. I was not looking forward to another summer of long nights of study in a sauna, so this may work out better.


I worked on a couple of other minor things this weekend as well. We converted the bathroom window in the basement to frosted glass, for the sake of privacy, since the window is at the ground level. Also, since the bedroom in the basement is now the technology center and my office all rolled in one, we frosted that window so that you can only see blurry shapes through the window now. It isn't as if we have prowlers in the neighborhood (at least that I am aware of) but the neighborhood is growing, and we would prefer to avoid tempting any lowlife who happens to be wandering through the woods here.


Not coincidentally, I can't tell you how many times we have heard the teenagers and wannabe rebels (maybe one and the same, but not necessarily, in my experience) doing brakestands and smoking the tires on their parents' cars at the end of the turnaround behind our property. I say "their parents' cars" for two reasons. One, the wannabe rebels appear to be rebels without a clue, for the simple reason that only a clueless person would intentionally cause premature wear to the tread on their tires, in the name of stinking out the passengers in their cars and generally disturbing the deer and wildlife in the woods. Two, only an imbecile would due the same thing, wearing out their tires in the name of attention, and that would lead me to assume that these creeps are driving their parents' cars, since the lack of care for the hardware suggests that someone didn't work too hard for the vehicles they are abusing. Anyway, it is annoying, but one of these days, the Taxter cops will drive through the neighborhood and give them a place to spend their dollars (on tires and fines for stupidity and moving violations). Scratch that first one. It isn't illegal to be stupid. Want proof? Just look at the liberals who are destroying this country in the name of power and the buying of votes of gullible victims of society (read: victims of their own shortsighted errors in judgement). That reminds me... what will happen when 51 percent of the populace receive some manner of government benefits paid for by the taxes of the rest? Do you think these people will ever vote out the enablers who are taxing and spending us into oblivion? Just curious.


Okay. That is enough babbling for one night. I am still working on my PC and rebuilding the office structure as we, uh, speak. Heather needs more peat moss for the dozens of flower pots we have growing here, so we need to restock our gardening supplies. Ciao.