Archive for February, 2004

Signs of Spring

Signs of spring are popping up all over the place:
The utensils are up early this year
The Utensils are up early.

Squirrels ate all the yellow crocuses last year.
The squirrels are finishing off the crocuses.

On the corner of 45th and Stone Way, Wallingford
And free wifi is in the air, in this case at 45th and Stone Way.

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More Paint

Downstairs, with a fresh coat of primer. Apparently this hall used to be a deep salmon color. I can’t imagine it, really.
The hall has been primed
Downstairs, with 2 fresh coats of off white. It’s really much more white than this.
The hall with two coats of off white
Most of the new upstairs colors. They’re a little less saturated than this.
5 new colors

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A Romantic Valentine

roses at valentines day

For Valentines day, we had a nice relaxing move out of the living room and halls. All in preparation for a painting and recarpeting spree. It feels so impulsive.

After a bunch of prep, the teal wall is now facing a termination clause.

Before the Paint

The start of the new color with a bit of yellow on the backsplash wall in the kitchen.

One coat of yellow in the kitchen.


First Paint

Pretty soon, all the dirty off whitish walls will be Honey Cream, The stairs will be Ivory, and the other walls will be Sunbaked, Sundrenched, Yellow and off Yellow. We’re having a bit of a sun defecit here, which may be slightly influencing our color selection.

One Painted Wall

There are now two walls with solid color.

Accent Wall, one coat.

Anyway. The teal wall is gone. The little chili peppers in the kitchen are gone. The lion’s claw painted wainscotting in the downstairs hall is gone. A note to ourselves in the future — Not every wall requires a different color.

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Spring is here! At least where spring is defined as two days of topless miata driving in a row.
A crocus

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Lies, Damn Lies, and Presidential Budgets

(from slacktivist)

The benedictory conclusion of Gatsby remains heartbreakingly relevant for anyone who takes an honest look at the fiscal, social, environmental and international condition of this country after the incumbent president’s first three years in office:

I couldn’t forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him, entirely justified. It was all very careless and confused. They were careless people, Tom and Daisy — they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made. …

So others are picking up on it now.

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