House update: Weekend

I dropped by the house Friday afternoon, but didn't get much done -- had to pick up the van to help stilldeepwater move.

( Saturday: Geyser, priming, kitchen )

( Sunday: more priming, etc. )

Jen says she is sliding back into dope from hospair. Mind you, that was at lunch. We did get priming done in the afternoon.

house addendum

Forgot to mention...

While I was sanding the front hall, something HUGE with FAR TOO MANY LEGS ran past me. Huge. Seriously. Including the legs, more than loonie-sized. And far, far too many legs. It looked something like a truncated centipede, actually. I yelped. I considered trying to trap it and examine it more closely, and/or reintroduce it to the big wide world outside my house, but frankly I didn't want to get that close, and the next time I looked behind that paint can it was gone.

It was kind of beige. Any thoughts on what it might have been?

(One of the good things about no longer living in Africa: no millipedes. I'm generally OK with creepy-crawlies, but above a certain number of legs I just can't deal.)

(ETA: Note to self: DO NOT do Google image searches for "millipede", dummy. What did you THINK was going to happen?)

Dear Anthony Lane: Do you need someone to bear your children?

Why I love the man, part 7,439 in a series: his review of The Da Vinci Code.

The story of “The Da Vinci Code” goes like this. A dead Frenchman is found laid out on the floor of the Louvre. His final act was to carve a number of bloody markings into his own flesh, indicating, to the expert eye, that he was preparing to roll in fresh herbs and sear himself in olive oil for three minutes on each side.