Insane entrepreneur to sell lacquered waffles as 'tic-tac-toe' boards

So, moving, moving, moving and more moving. This would've been far simpler had we rented a truck and moved all our crap at one time. Unfortunately, moving trucks cost money and being that we were already hemorhaging money at an alarming rate it seemed an unneccesary expense.

Anyway, we've already got most of our stuff moved in and I believe our first official night there will be Friday (also rent day). Saturday I'm going to a bar or brewery with my friend Amanda to catch a band and then Sunday I'm off to Pretty Lake Vacation Camp for counselor training.

Funny moving story: The parking lot outside our building has a tree stump in it, right in the center of two spaces, seriously. My sister parked right in front of the afformentioned stump yesterday. When we left, instead of backing up, she forgot about the stump and tried to pull through (I also forgot about the stump but as I wasn't the one driving I refuse to take credit for her hitting it) and 'whammo!', hi meestah stump! Luckilly, no damage was done save that to Melissa's pride.

I'm gonna have to get a picture of our bookshelf. It's like post-modern white trash decor. Cinderblocks and 2x4's, but we stained the boards so they more resemble oak than the pine they actually are. I'm sure some of you are saying, "Well Phil, that's kind of like spraying air freshener after you use the toilet but not actually flushing it- it's still cement blocks and boards.", and you would be entirely correct, but I still like it. It also cast the sheer volume of books we have into a new light. I filled up 2 47-inch shelves and one 58-inch shelf and only managed to kill 3 and a half of my 5 boxes of books. I suppose would could add to it but I fear adding another shelf or two and we'd be in danger of having the whole thing tip over.

The rest of the appartment is pretty interesting too. For a dining room table we have a card table and undersized metal folding chairs. We have a spiffy circa 1950's diner wall clock but nowhere to hang it. Our microwave sits on top of the fridge because there only place that has an outlet and a suitable amount of counter-space is right next to the sink and that just seemed like a bad idea. Whoever designed our cupboards needs to be severely beaten. There's like 6-thousand of them and only a few can actually accomadate more than 4 boxes of hamburger helper. It's like the guy who designed them used a case of Ramen Noodles as his basis of how large they needed to be and that's utterly ignoring that half of them are over 7 feet high and Melissa can't even reach them. What I'm really saying is: Stop on by and experience the weirdness for yourself!

This blog won't be updated much once Sunday gets here but I'll try to update it during my breaks. Keep it rockin' for the kids!