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Gmail is down. This is irritating, as I'm in the midst of a catch-up-on-correspondence binge. I mean, this is a hardcore binge. There's paper and pens all over the damn house, I'm burning CDs, I'm writing emails, I'm finding comments from months ago I meant to respond to-- it's actually pretty eerie, that I'm back all the way to some entries in mid-August and feel like the events in them just happened. Where is my life going? Step by step, inch by inch, slowly I turn-- and yes, I'm now quoting Z's uncle as he quotes some kind of Stooges routine. Eh well.
Z was going through some of his old playlists. The one he made for one of our drives from W'chester to B'flo is most inspiring. Does anyone here remember the essay I wrote on The Despair? (The Despair was what would happen, inevitably, during the 8-hour, 400 mile drive all the way across New York State.) There was a playlist that went along with it. One trip home, we wrote down the minutes and the miles next to every single landmark-- the exit signs, the funky restaurants, the irritating billboards for that fucking antique store. The next time we drove to Buffalo, Z had made a 7-plus-hour playlist that was choreographed to the minute. Song number 35, "Damascus" by Buttsteak, came on right as we passed the exit sign for Damascus, NY. Barenaked Ladies' "Who Needs Sleep" came on precisely at midnight. And Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers' "Buffalo" came on just as we reached the sign on the Thruway that says "Buffalo: An All-America City." I'd forgotten how excellent that playlist was.
I'd burn it to a CD for somebody but, uh, it'd have to be a box set.
I did the measurements to figure out how much insulation I'd need for my attic, and it came out annoyingly. I also got instructions from Mom for making insulated drapes, and they'll be expensive. I think I'm just going to knit my whole house a sweater, what do you think?
A brilliant idea.
Z was going through some of his old playlists. The one he made for one of our drives from W'chester to B'flo is most inspiring. Does anyone here remember the essay I wrote on The Despair? (The Despair was what would happen, inevitably, during the 8-hour, 400 mile drive all the way across New York State.) There was a playlist that went along with it. One trip home, we wrote down the minutes and the miles next to every single landmark-- the exit signs, the funky restaurants, the irritating billboards for that fucking antique store. The next time we drove to Buffalo, Z had made a 7-plus-hour playlist that was choreographed to the minute. Song number 35, "Damascus" by Buttsteak, came on right as we passed the exit sign for Damascus, NY. Barenaked Ladies' "Who Needs Sleep" came on precisely at midnight. And Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers' "Buffalo" came on just as we reached the sign on the Thruway that says "Buffalo: An All-America City." I'd forgotten how excellent that playlist was.
I'd burn it to a CD for somebody but, uh, it'd have to be a box set.
I did the measurements to figure out how much insulation I'd need for my attic, and it came out annoyingly. I also got instructions from Mom for making insulated drapes, and they'll be expensive. I think I'm just going to knit my whole house a sweater, what do you think?
A brilliant idea.
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Date: 2005-10-26 06:24 am (UTC)Cut heating bill by 10 percent by plugging all drafts around windows, doors, chimneys, etc.
You lose 25 percent of a house's heat if you have an uninsulated attic. But it takes years, supposedly, to save enough $ in heating bills to pay off the cost of the insulation. So maybe caulking and weatherstriping is a better idea.
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Date: 2005-10-26 02:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-26 11:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-26 02:38 pm (UTC)It was pretty entertaining but the song's in my head now.
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Date: 2005-10-26 03:00 pm (UTC)I think it would be more expensive than the insulation and drapes. Knit sweaters for the two of you instead.