Friday, July 28, 2006

Yeeee Hawww!

Internet is back and I'm in business!! After three weeks with Jennifer as my personal secretary, checking my email, alerting me to important notes and writing responses for me, I'm finally able to stand on my own legs and check emails, bike news and blog.

More later, I'll take some pictures and show the progress of the house.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Jennifer and I are sitting happily in the car at the corner of 12th and McKean streets in South Philly. We charged up the ol' laptop and headed out, trolling for internet reception. God bless free wireless internet. We get our DSL wireless service next Friday, so after that, I'll have more things to procrastinate with than I could have hoped for. I still haven't busted out the guitar, but I was thinking about it this morning. Cheers to all.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Moving day oh moving day. Jennifer's off to get the van and we're set to move all of our posessions into the house. I as yet have no idea of where we'll put everything, but at least we'll be done with it by 10 tomorrow, the van is due back at Uhaul by that time. I wonder how my motivation to work on the house will be after we're living there full time. On one hand the pressure to meet a deadline will be off, and on the other, the fact that I'm living in a hovel might make me work even harder. Only time will tell. I'll also have to start frequenting internet hotspots, as the new neighbors in South Philly don't have wireless connections.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Le Tour is underway and the only bar in Philadelphia to show the coverage every day is 3 blocks from the new house. The South Philly Taproom will soon become my new hangout, assuming that I am able to spare the time to go. I was initially pissed off to hear that the doping scandals of Operacion Puerto would ban two of the main protagonists, Jan Ullrich and Ivan Basso, but now I am totally psyched! It's a tour for the next geration. Superstars like Lance squishing his competition have become kind of boring. I'm hoping that someone like Floyd Landis or Levi Leipheimer, or someone we've never heard of, hell even someone French will pull off some great riding and carry it in to Paris. In my free time I dream of Yellow Jerseys, in reality Jennifer and I have been working non-stop on the house where it's becoming a struggle to keep up the pace. However, due to our travails, we now have a shower that spurts water, though no sink or toilet in the upstairs bath. We're waiting to see if the leak in the ceiling has finally stopped or if I have to do some more patching. The front room is also drywalled, electrified and will soon be painted. We finally move out of the apartment on Saturday, which should be fun to the point of hilarity, and then we sleep on the stack of drywall until the flooring in the front bedroom is done.

Long live home repair!