demolision and nippy nights

the walls are coming down and so is the temperature. maybe it is because our house is shaded by 100 foot doug firs but it's always colder inside than outside. we need to prioritize and get some firewood this weekend. the kitchen is coming along okay. funniest thing happened three nights ago. i needed some room to pull a nail out so i tapped my hammer into the drywall that would be coming out anyway -- hit a pipe and water started gushing everywhere. i had no idea where the water turn off was and after running around frantically like a little sissy immitating a chicken with its head cut off i finally went out to the street and turned off the water main to the whole house. no shower the next morning and ashlee's grandpa and uncle came by the next day to repair the pipe. -i imagine this won't be the last time melvin and rob rescue some lame mistakes i'm bound to make.

still putting away clothes and paper. why do i have so much freaking paper? it's not like i even read anything...

i set up the PA system and guitars upstairs. the cold temps make my fingertips go numb after playing the guitar for only ten minutes but it was good to get things set up, because as anyone knows, when you want to rock -- there's no time to dilly dally setting up!

we've arrived

oh how i lothe moving. but i'm glad it's over and now we can concentrate on a much bigger and more fun task -- fixing up the the ole abode. we took a hammer to a kitchen wall within the first hour of being at the house. what does that say about a house? answer: it ain't pretty enough to be hesitant to do such a thing. we also took up some carpet upstairs which has been designated the tv lounge.

starting slow here. future site of fun abode demolition (and possible
rennovation/retro-rejuvination). who-knows what else. art rock
band formation -- molecular observations -- moto-fueled anecdotes
libation-fueled anecdotes -- et. cetera