I painted my bedroom a couple of years ago and never quite got around to the closet. It started raining so yard work was out of the question. I had a fabulous 8 mile run and took a long nap, played some Everquest and still had plenty of daylight to take on a house project. There were quite a few reasons to do the closet.

It took me so much longer than I expected just to empty the darned thing. I piled some clothes up and they toppled and took out the bedroom lamp (which I got in 5 kinds of trouble for doing). Paul was incredibly unpleasant about the whole thing even though he didn’t have to lift a finger. Well, I had him remove the cover on the lighting fixture. He was pissy about having to walk around clothes for 18 hours. (18 hours!) I painted and re-washed EVERYTHING. It seemed sad to wash clean clothes. I reminded myself of when Paul moved in with me when I washed and dried everything 3 times to hopefully get all of the dander out. While the paint was drying I cleaned out a couple of kitchen draws and filled up the back of Paul’s truck with for the thrift store.

And now that everything is back and smells fresh, the closet is a source of pride of how WE are dejunking…

I had a dream last night that I was at the Washington Square Mall and had a run in with a couple of blonde brothers dressed in pink suits with pink bowties. When it was time to leave, I went to the parking garage to find they had stripped my (dream) scooter down to the engine and gas tank.

Actually the guys in my dream were nerds not geeks. There is a difference.

If you know what this picture is you were a geek in the 80′s. Even more so if it looks like a fun way to spend 30 minutes. I’m trying to get it to run on my powerbook. I’ve got it working pretty well but I don’t have a numeric keypad and need to see if I can map my home, page up, page down, and end keys.