If you’ve always wanted to own a piece of history, now’s your chance. Since I’m just over two weeks away from having to vacate my house for good, I’m selling all my crap. Oh, it’s wonderful crap, such as my couch, beds, bookshelves, small kitchen appliances, propane tanks, lawn mowers, chainsaws[1], and various electronics. Actually, assuming I get it all in order in the next day or two, you can drop by my house on Saturday to paw through the meaningful effects of a great living legend[2].
[1] Only one lawn mower, propane tank, and chainsaw. Two broken leaf blowers though.
[2] Great and legend not guaranteed. Living hoped for.
oh hell, why does it log me out…
I’m moving to, well, already moved to, Rockville, MD. So still kicking it right-coast style. Actually I just have bachelor-era stuff in my house and the things that don’t make sense for the apartment like big ladders etc.
We’re probably going to stick around here unless Ange finds a practice far afield.
NYC not agreeing with you?
Yeah, I don’t like it at all. I want to move far away from everyone, like Alaska or something. Pat wants to move to Sacramento which I view as the complete opposite of NYC, it’s just too boring. Maybe we will compromise and end up in Oregon or Washington or something.