The Burr in the Burgh

Stuff. It's not like we had enough stuff already. Now we're trying to acquire more stuff to add to the stuff we already possessed.

Today, Julie and I began our venture to acquire furniture for the master bedroom. Isn't there a reality show we could be on where someone does this for us? But we figured it was time to get an actual bed and real dressers, etc.

Jacob is sweating bullets because we have not yet located his Playstation games. Unless you have an 11 year old boy in your house, you do not realize the gravity of this problem.

I know that my netflix subscription registered the address change because today arrived the next episodes of 24. This gives us something to look forward to this evening. Relaxing with a riveting drama of the adventures of Jack Bauer (whom - I believe - could whip Chuck Norris with one hand tied behind him).

For those who are interested, I just started reading Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy. I'm not usually one for westerns but this is so elegantly written, it's a treat whatever the genre.

And finally, what a pleasure it was to be guests at Grant and Pam Knepper's home this evening. Thanks, yinz, for the awesome burgers and those to-kill-for brownies. And hows about that Boston Terrier! Sir Bailey of Irish Cream. You've never been looked at until one of these fellers pokes his peepers at ya.

Tomorrow, I expect to unpack another gobzillion boxes and maybe (please, please, please) start to hang things on our walls. THAT'S when you begin to know you're moved in, when the things on the walls.