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The Sound and the Fury

When my son returned from his trip last week I told him someone had finally made an offer on the house (well, two someones but I accepted the best offer). I saw the light bulb flash on over his head “that means no more showings!” Which is what I assumed as well. But one was somehow scheduled for Friday. I shot my realtor an email along the lines of “what gives?” and he canceled it. Phew. I’m not about to let our tidy house backslide into frat house mode or anything but I do need a return to privacy, without constant stranger danger. Speaking of, the other morning I woke up to find some female arm hair fetishists had friended me on flickr. I don’t even have arm hair! A glance at their profiles led to BLOCKING with the quickness.

In happier news, five good things:

  • ‘In 1972 Ed Catmull (founder of Pixar) and his colleagues created the world’s first 3D rendered movie, an animated version of Ed’s left hand. This is the film that they produced. It includes some “making of” footage (around 1:30) and some other early experiments.’
  • A friend introduced me to Posh Nosh (how did I manage to miss this awesomeness?) and I returned the favor by introducing him to the amazingness of Archer.
  • It figures. Now that I am moving away from the downtown St Paul area, cool things are happening. A rock and roll triumvirate just opened. Amsterdam (a venue), Eclipse (the reopening of the record store) and Big Table Studio (a poster shop).
  • Boris teamed up with Ian Astbury. Not everyone approves, but I am loving it!
  • The lad and I waited until the last minute (today, Labor Day) to hit up the State Fair. And I’m glad we did. We scored free tickets to get in and a friend who lives nearby let us park in her driveway for free. The weather was perfect and we wandered around together, hoovering down our usual favorites while going up for a Sky Ride and down the Big Slide. Lovely. Our photos are here.

So things are moving right along. I decided there is no way we’re moving in the middle of winter. If the house closing happens a little bit after we clear out, so be it. That’ll give me time to move all of the important things to our new home while disposing of the unwanted detritus back at the old place. I’ve begun searching for this new place in earnest. Renting for the first time since the 90s is a bit surreal! A gorgeous Crocus Hill condo was a no-go (despite being illegal the owner made it clear she wouldn’t rent to someone with a child). I’d prefer the Merriam Park neighborhood anyhow, further West until it’s nearly Minneapolis. We looked at one lovely unit yesterday but it was lacking in closet space and didn’t come with a storage unit, nor did it have off-street parking. Thankfully I’m looking at a more promising rental in the same area after work tomorrow. A spacious lower level duplex, with all utilities (except electric) included plus free laundry and a parking spot in a garage. Wish me luck! And wish the lad luck too. Tomorrow is his first day of 6th grade - his last school year in his current school. Life = change. Always and forever.

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