
I thought about Chris being a founding member of Seige of Augusta. Probably back when it was only Fistfight of Augusta. Records are not clear, but it might have gone something like this:
"You wouldn't recognize a flank attack if you ran into it head on."
"Hey, take that back."
"No."
"Take it back or I'll make you take it back."
"Oh yeah? You and whose army?"
And with the answer to that question, Seige was born.
Ok, so unpacking can be boring. Gotta keep my mind occupied somehow. Someone said to me "Aren't you about finished?" Makes me laugh. Better than crying. No, I am nowhere near finishing. And anyway, that would imply that there is a end point. Ha, ha. Can't see it from here.
Chris came home late, but as usual I was still unpacking in the basement. I came up to have a bowl of bean soup, and then we went down to watch another DVD of episodes of Castle. It is pretty good. Now that it is after 11, Chris is off to bed, and I sit here writing. I did try to google prices of Pokemon cards. I found a notebook full of them and wonder if they are worth selling, or should I just Freecycle them.
* Here is a picture of the stairwell going down into the basement. It is a source of frustration for two reasons. One, the heat in the basement collects here instead of being down where we watch TV. Two, it is empty and I wish I could find a way to turn it into storage. Any ideas? *
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