The Symmetry Police

Instead of his & her sinks, which inevitably never get used, we decided to put together a his & her workstation, or more accurately, procrastination station. A friend of ours was kind enough… Continue reading →

Thank God We Live in the 20th Century or I No Longer Need My Sears Catalog

Firstly we must thank Uncle Randy and Aunty Joan. We would dedicate a plaque to your most gracious contribution to our home, but I doubt you would enjoy your names gracing our porcelain… Continue reading →

Ward was a Genius

Late last evening after having a good long housing conversation with the parentals, Pointy Shoes and I got home bleary-eyed and ready for a good nights rest when we had the sudden urge… Continue reading →

The Parentals

So my parental units (this is broken thumbs here), are on there way to visit us and what rightly is their house as well (we still owe them, along with pointyshoes’ parentals a… Continue reading →

Like A Record Baby

I know that by the age of 18, you’re supposed to give up your stuffed animal collection and be adults when it comes to your bedroom accessories. No more race car beds, no… Continue reading →

Wanna Be Mid-Century

Pointy Shoes got tired of exposing herself to the cars stopping at the stop sign outside our window, so we got white window coverings. After living with them for a week, I understand… Continue reading →

addendum

broken thumbs forgot to mention that we’ve had a streak of serendipitous occurrences. first, our old roommate, evan, came into town from texsucks on his way to seattle with an empty uhaul and… Continue reading →

Post Traumatic Moving Stress Syndrome

After an all month move-n-scrub-a-thon I think it’s safe to say we’re done. The giant fish tank is in our new place, along with the rest of our larger items. I fixed the… Continue reading →