Rub, rub… fan, fan… drink, drink

As usual, not much has been going on. I did help Terri and Joe with some painting of their kitchen cabinets, which involved a lot of sanding, a lot of priming, and a lot of painting. Not to knock their old kitchen decor, but the newly painted stuff looks much better. Now all they need is some corn curtains above their sink like Marge has on The Simpsons! This was a good chunk of Saturday, and I don't recall doing much else, if indeed I did.

Sunday was even less eventful. It started out with a quarter of the really terrible Cowboys and Vikings game, thus involving half of the Village People, then after growing weary of that, I ventured downtown to discover that the Austin Central Library (Faulk branch) was open! I tweeted and facebooked that I may indeed have found something to do on my Sundays, should they find themselves free from the shackles of duty, or otherwise scheduled. Sure, I expected the usual diet of classics and high school readings to be available, but a quick search on the computer showed some really outré and off-the-wall selections in the DVDs and CDs sections. I snatched up their copies of Alfresco and Wagner's Tristan und Isolde, then headed up to the 3rd floor (non-fiction), perched myself on a windowsill overlooking the capitol building and read for a good hour or so.

I was supposed to go to the grocery store today, but of course didn't. I really cannot bear the rushy, pushy crowds that assemble in the aisles on a Monday - but especially a holiday Monday, so I scrabbled together some fried rice for dinner, and put off the inevitable trip to the shops until tomorrow. That's not so bad. Still sadly nothing on the job front... like a broken record it is. I did add today's little photo session with Mike's Miata up to hsuboxphotography.com, so check that out if you're so inclined.

Much love.