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jazzfishBits that I forgot from My Spring Vacation:
Arlington. Potholes of DOOM. It's like, everywhere in NoVa there's a speedbump, they scraped asphalt out of the road in Arlington to make it.
There's one on Jackson Street that's exceptionally bad. For about two feet, the entire left 3/4 of the road is just gone-- about 6-8" deeper than the surface. And there's a longer (3-4') but not so deep hole covering the rest of the road. Gah.
K's house. Totally rockin. It's on about four different levels, and there's little narrow staircases in places for no reason (I'm thinking specifically here of the bit where stairs go up and come right back down, or you can turn and finish going up to the second floor). And the stuff. Good Lord, the stuff. There's just so much of it. It's so cool. Words fail me. I want a house like that. I couldn't design one-- my taste in floorplans runs to wide open spaces. But I'd love to live in one. (Although maybe with a little more space to put cars in.)
In other news, the Awful DYNNE didn't freak the cats out very much at all. And Monkeys on the Moon is pretty cool. "These monkeys have a MEGAPHONE! +5 Status!"
From Mr Steven Brust, by way of the Dragaera listserv:
If I tell you that I'll meet you at Joe's Coffee Shop at 8pm, and I do not show up until 9pm, I am telling you something: I am saying that my time is more important than yours. I am saying that I am more important that you. This is why, should that happen, I would rush to explain why the delay was unavoidable, or I would apologize for making you wait, or both. The action sends a message. If the message was unintended, it ought to be corrected. [emphasis mine]
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jude has a sweater of doom (scroll down to get pics).
Arlington. Potholes of DOOM. It's like, everywhere in NoVa there's a speedbump, they scraped asphalt out of the road in Arlington to make it.
There's one on Jackson Street that's exceptionally bad. For about two feet, the entire left 3/4 of the road is just gone-- about 6-8" deeper than the surface. And there's a longer (3-4') but not so deep hole covering the rest of the road. Gah.
K's house. Totally rockin. It's on about four different levels, and there's little narrow staircases in places for no reason (I'm thinking specifically here of the bit where stairs go up and come right back down, or you can turn and finish going up to the second floor). And the stuff. Good Lord, the stuff. There's just so much of it. It's so cool. Words fail me. I want a house like that. I couldn't design one-- my taste in floorplans runs to wide open spaces. But I'd love to live in one. (Although maybe with a little more space to put cars in.)
In other news, the Awful DYNNE didn't freak the cats out very much at all. And Monkeys on the Moon is pretty cool. "These monkeys have a MEGAPHONE! +5 Status!"
From Mr Steven Brust, by way of the Dragaera listserv:
If I tell you that I'll meet you at Joe's Coffee Shop at 8pm, and I do not show up until 9pm, I am telling you something: I am saying that my time is more important than yours. I am saying that I am more important that you. This is why, should that happen, I would rush to explain why the delay was unavoidable, or I would apologize for making you wait, or both. The action sends a message. If the message was unintended, it ought to be corrected. [emphasis mine]
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jude has a sweater of doom (scroll down to get pics).
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Date: 2003-03-05 08:32 pm (UTC)I definitely love all the stairs...it's one of the reasons I enjoy my apartment so much.
And the stuff is very much a good thing :) Not too many people appreciate the stuff.
There'd be more space for cars in front of the house if we weren't still surrounded by the Snow Banks of Insanity.
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Date: 2003-03-06 04:03 pm (UTC)To them I say bah. Stuff is necessary. Without stuff it's just a place where you sleep; it's stuff that makes it home. And if stuff is good, lots of stuff must be better. :)
There'd be more space for cars in front of the house if we weren't still surrounded by the Snow Banks of Insanity.
Yeah, that's true. I've lived for so long in a townhouse that I've forgotten that "on the street" is a valid place to park.