Closet Extremist

Detritus 'n Stuff

I hadda go lay in some supplies for the Memphis Crib this evening. I was just chillin' for a little bit, then changed into my street clothes for a run to the store. My hacienda out here is less than 5 minutes from downtown, so there really isn't any place good to get sundries anyplace close, (Hell, the nearest Wally - World is like twenty minutes away.) so I had to roll three blocks over, and three blocks down to the neighborhood WalGreens. As I was on my way down there, I passed by an Office Max, and it hit me that I didn't have a mouse for this laptop, so I went in a grabbed one. It's a really cool little cordless mouse, and I dig it a lot. The best part about it is the fact that I can just chill out in the easy chair, and use it on the armrest. No mousepad required!

Made it down to the WG, and as I stepped out of my van, I noticed that there was a 3/4 moon hanging out up there in the sky. This was at that peculiar time of dusk when the sun is over the horizon, but is still able to reflect off an airplane that is up at 35,000 feet. The plane in question passed very close to the moon, and I just took a moment to enjoy watching that aircraft glowing a beautiful sunny-gold... right next to a beautiful moon. It were downright peaceful. (All I needed was to be naked on my back porch, and I feel like this would have channelled Eric perfectly. I wonder if Robert Service ever wrote any poems about Airplanes and the moon?)

I made it into the store, and found my way down the proper aisle to procure a razor. Somehow in my rush to pack up, I left my old reliable Gillette Trac 2, sitting on the sink at the house in K-Town. "You mean to tell me that it's been a week since you shaved? I can't get away with that, why should you?" Back Off already! I'm a Construction Worker fercryinoutloud... I'm supposed to be scruffy! Luckily, I managed to get a decent shave out of that disposable Bic, but I still miss my Trac 2.

I've progressed my elevator "re-modernization" to the point where we're finalizing things. My "Punch List" is getting quite a few check-marks on it, and I feel pretty durned allright about that. I hope to be able to complete this job and get it adjusted by the end of this week. I've got another refurb that is to be deliverred on Monday, so I'll get to sink my teeth into that. I'm looking forward to that job, as I won't have to do so much fabrication work 'cuz it's getting new cabs and hoistway doors, right out of the gate. On the one I'm completing, I've been required to adapt the old doors, to new clutches and hanger's, and all the fabrication work has slowed my progress. On the next one, I'll actually have parts that are designed to fit together, so I expect progress to go much more quickly. (I hope I haven't jinxed myself by typing that)

I'm looking forward to getting back to Knoxville this weekend. I miss my favorite beertender, and my roommate's, and my Family... The fact that my bank account is steadily getting larger eases the pain a little bit, but it'll still be nice to be home.