leather jackets and flame job high-tops

I only tip over now if I look up.

It's amazing how I often I look up in my daily life. Have I ever mentioned that I frequently scan the tops of buildings without even thinking about it? (The Prime Minister once came to the lab where I was working for some big PR-fest announcing a new government research grant. I was the only person there who spotted the snipers.)

Anyway.

Went to the new house today to measure all the rooms with the help of len9 and the_fury. It's starting to finally sink in -- we bought a house!

Whoop!

I've already picked out my beer drinking spot on the roof.

A freight train went by while we were there. It's not too bad in terms of noise, but it made a big whack of smoke. The tracks are also closer to the house than I remembered. I was regretting not having a camera at hand, so we could use it to taunt the_macross into visiting.

Anyway. Off to fix the 'hawk, and head out to a rockabilly night.

If I can ever drag the_axel away from Grand Theft Auto III, that is...