Celebrating three years of paint, plumbing, electrical, dry walling and having a wonderful life in the first home I ever owned. The first home where I didn’t have to worry if Uncle or some random landlord would whine if I painted or fixed their lousy fixtures.
In one sense I can’t believe three years have flown by since our realtor gave us the keys to Casa, and in the other sense I look at the unfinished project list and wonder how so many things still remain to be done after three years at Casa.
I haven’t done one of these time-lapse sunrises since last June, and since I was up way too early this morning I thought I’d try one from Harbor Island down in San Diego Bay. It wasn’t terribly spectacular, but I’m still happy with the results.
Stupid Thieves With No Taste
There’s nothing like taking time out of a busy Monday to deal with some loser in Florida using a counterfeit credit card with my account number on it. Florida in winter I can accept – at least my card can go even if I can’t. Wal*mart on the other hand… <shake head in disgust> the loser ran my card at a Wal*mart </shake head in disgust>. That alone should have been enough of a fraud indicator for my bank’s Megatron Fraud Detecting Computer and warrants a vigorous defamation suit in addition to the criminal charges.
Just in case you missed the new little badge thingee in the left column, I’m now posting some photos on Instagram. They should all be visible here in that left column, but feel free to go there or follow me there directly. Not sure where the line is between my hosted gallery here and this new toy, but I’m sure things will shake out eventually.
A local realtor is holding an open house for a condo one building over from ours with the same floor plan and placement as our unit. Hoping he had baked goods (he didn’t) we decided to step inside and see what the comps were doing. Ignoring the differences in personal style (scary wallpaper but nice tile, etc.), the unit’s upkeep and fixtures were comparable to ours. No marble floors, and the faucets didn’t appear to be brushed platinum. The shocker then was the asking price: 177% of what we paid for our unit less than three years ago. I know we got lucky with timing the bottom of the Great Recession, but it’s really hard to continue to see the local increase in real estate prices as a correction and not an over-reaction.
Lifeguards and Donuts
Christmas may be dominating the news, the mail, the calendar, the living room, and, well, everything, but as a Public Service Announcement I’d like to remind you that we’re now only thirteen days away from the 28th annual Penguin Plunge at Del Mar.
We’re planning to make this year our eighth start for a new year with a “refreshed mind and a slightly numb body,” to quote the stylish certificate that comes with the donuts and coffee.
Photos from previous years are posted under the tag ‘Penguin Plunge‘, and a video we made from the 2013 event is hosted at YouTube.
Deck the Halls!
Making That List
Just a reminder that Darth Santa is out and about making his annual naughty and not naughty enough list.
Fever and Phlegm: A Special Thanksgiving Story
Spent the holiday trying to get over some kinduva respiratory thing that kept me from the extended family shindig in Las Vegas. Nurse Diego and his crack aquatic convalescence staff took made me get up and eat periodically, and the magic of Facetime made it almost like I was there enjoying the tryptofan.
Did have a minor revelatory breakthough re: Facebook though. I’ve spent too much time on their site lately, and not enough on my own. I got cut off cold Turkey sometime Thanksgiving morning though, for “security reasons” that they won’t or can’t explain. My identity needs to be verified, and I guess their verifiers are out stuffing their faces. The revelation to me though was a cold, hard reminder that I’m not their customer, I’m just the product they sell to advertisers. As convenient as that site is, I think it’s time for a new look at what content I post there versus what I post on my own domain.