Well, as I write this (a couple of hours before it posts), I am opening Friday beer one. Also, finishing the last of my obligations to people who aren’t family for the weekend (but you guys are really close. Really). And then I have to hang curtains in the guest room my wife painted about six weeks ago and has sat un-finished until I offered to help today.

UPDATE: Scene from a curtain hanging

Her: Those curtains don’t touch the floor, we’ll have to rehang everything.

Me: But your sheet right here said 90″, and the curtains are supposed to be 95″. What are they? Dick inches?

Her: What?

Me: Never mind. What does the box say for curtain length?

Her: (looks at full box of curtains) These say 95″

Me: What does the box these curtains came out of say?

Her: Oh, 84″.

Me: I think I have a faster solution than rehanging the curtain rod…

I’m going to add Mojeaux to people who I love/hate doing links afterwards. I don’t think it’s Bowie’s cod that left me feeling inadequate.

CNN launches pre-emptive strike on Michael Bloomberg.

I should really get into this genre. I can make shit up, too! Oh wait, SF owns the space.

Silicon Valley discovers asceticism, thinks they invented it.

Weather (not climate) imminent.

 

Here’s a fun live song.