Tuesday, May 23, 2006

I'm at work right now...

when, in the past, I've been Charlotte at this time of the year, sleeping in dorm rooms drinking on campus and working my literary behind off. And loving it.

Lucky bums.

Friday, May 19, 2006

KitchenAid Can Opener, Red

So, if you don't know me at all, I'm getting married soon. The bridal showers happened a couple/few weeks ago, and Jill brought home a five-piece kitchen gadget set. There was a can opener--holy shit, there was a can opener.

Perhaps I should include a late preface and state that I'm a poor bastard. I'm also a cheap bastard and have never bought a can opener for more than two dollars--you know the one that I'm talking about. It's made of crappy die-cast metal, of no discernable composition (read: just plain ol' metal), and it kind of pushes into your skin when you turn the knob to open a can. It's not particularly pleasant to use, and with each turn, you're reminded of what you're doing--preparing dinner. It's work, in a small way, to use the two dollar opener, and while you're not winded when through, there's a sense of accomplishment when popping open the can of tuna, or mushroom soup, or maybe corn. All in all--it kind of sucks.

But this opener is a gift from God (or a family member)--the handle feels good in the palm, fills it out in a stately manner. Truly. Just holding it makes me feel like a person of substance. Wow. That's lame. No matter.

Squeezing the handles together, pushing the cutting edge into the tuna can does two things--it cuts through the metal suprisingly easily--just a little pop!--and it causes the cat to charge into the kitchen to paw at the cabinets, mewling for the tuna water. I turn the handle and it slices through the can's lid like--pardon me--a hot knife through butter. I'm done in four seconds. Yes, I counted.

For some reason, I'm satisfied with the can opener more than most anything else that had happened the entire day. I drain the water into a little dish and set it next to Pekar's bowl and watch him suck it down like it's a beer, the KitchenAid still in my hand. It might as well be a damn power tool. I'm reasonably sure it's the best money I've never spent.

Monday, May 15, 2006

It's almost done...

The book, the novel, is almost finished. I've got about 120 pages left to read and revise in this pass before I consider it to be just that. Readers, though, may see it differently. As a result of this, I would absolutely love some experienced eyes to take a look at it, read it as a reader would, and tell me what they think (generally--I'm not looking for a detailed line edit of a 65,000 word novel (yes, I'm aware that that's short for a novel)).

What is an experienced eye? You know who you are. And so do I, for that matter.

Any volunteers?

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

And So It Begins...

Okay. Jill and I have decided that Covington sucks ass. The only real advantages are that we can walk to the bar, and that I can walk to work. The neighborhood generally sucks, the neighbors generally suck, and the place is too small for us (and all the crap we own) anyhow.

So we started looking at houses. Sort of. Looking online and doing drive-bys, not actually walking around on the insides of places. Not yet, anyhow. Soon. Within the next month or two, for sure.

There have been a few that we like, and a couple that we like more than that. Our criteria: Under $110k, off-street parking, at least two (decent-sized) bedrooms, and a basement.

And this means: I have two more reviews to write. The first will, as promised, concern the can opener that we got, and the second will concern our real estate person (once we get one).

All right. I should work now.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

It's been a long time...

Since I've posted, I know. I'm trying to finish the book and the wedding looms ever closer. It will be very, very weird to be married, if only because the wedding won't be coming anymore--it's a feeling that I've gotten used to lately and have kind of liked, in all honesty.

Next post might concern the sweet-ass can opener that we got as a shower gift. I'm going to give it a few turns over the next couple days or so and give a full report.

Later.

J