Saturday, August 30, 2008

Sorry for the language, but fuck this fucking shit.

Oh my God, it's so fucking hot in here. My house has magically transformed into an OVEN.

So at the beginning of last month, July 31, to be exact, I was in Super-Busy Productive Mode. I was preparing to host out-of-state guests, my dear friends Laura and Shawn, for Lollapalooza, and before they arrived, I was going to attend my book club meeting in the city, for which I had baked homemade cornbread FROM SCRATCH. (We were all doing a dramatic reading of Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, so it was appropriate.) I arrived home, planning to quickly walk the dogs, grab the cornbread and head out. Except my garage door opener, my usual method of accessing our home, wasn't working. I realized that our power had probably gone out, and I suspected the heavy storms earlier in the day. And a housesitter misplaced our front door key, which we didn't really mind before because we planned to get a new front door. Eventually. The point being...I was locked out.

So I called a locksmith to get into the house. And let me tell you people, that's a sweet gig. It's literally about five minutes of work, and you can charge desperate people whatever the hell you want. $160, and I was finally in the house.

When I got in the house, I realized that our power was approximately 50% of our home. I called Com Ed, and they sent two technicians over. The technicians informed me that the problem wasn't on their was the wiring between their meter and our house. So we'd have to call an electrician.

At this point, I cancelled book club and lay on my couch catatonic, thinking of the thousands of dollars this would cost and wondering how I was supposed to entertain guests with no TV, internet access, fridge, and...worst of air conditioning.

The next day, we got an electrician out who informed us that we need to fix the whole set-up outside. The wiring to the circuit-breaker was shorting out because the conduit had settled. Or something like that. He explained that he could do a temporary fix (in the realm of $440) but that all the equipment out back would have to be replaced with the help of Com Ed's technicians (in the realm of an additional $490).

So the permanent fix is scheduled for next Friday morning, and the temporary fix was working just fine, til our air conditioning died again. We're pretty sure it's related to our electrical difficulties because if you try to turn the thermostat off, all the power goes out upstairs. (Huh?)

So yeah, now we are ROASTING. For an entire week. I'm so hot, I'm, like, ANGRY. This ought to be an interesting marital experiment.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Here We Go Again!

So I hope anyone who bothered to read my blog previously can find the new one. Ugh, Blogger! I had forgotten the password to my old blog, which just goes to show how long it had been since I had posted, and Blogger sent me a million verification emails but wouldn't let me update my password, and I just thought, you know, fuck it, it's probably better to start from scratch again anyway.


Other than the fact that Barack Obama made me proud with a brilliant acceptance speech at the Democratic National Convention Thursday evening and the fact that John McCain just picked the most ridiculous VP candidate possible (a Creationist? Really?!), the REALLY big news is that Happy Insomniac has actually been updated! For real! Check it and see if you don't believe me.

I'm not going to repeat my litany of excuses as to why it's been so long since I've can read all that here.

But I will plug some new poetry...

"Fifty-Fifty Chance" by Michael Larrain
"Smithereens" by Alan Pritchard
"3 a.m. Muse" by Charles C. Brooks III
"True Love Waits" by Yours Truly

We also have some new fiction:

"Noise, Part I" by Luke Boyd

And, of course, haikus! I will tell you, in haiku form, all about Things I Would Rather Not See at the Movies.

And there's more where that came from! So check in here for the latest on Happy Insomniac updates.

It's good to be writing again...I feel lately like I've become a whole new person. I've currently got two jobs, do a lot of volunteering with the world's worthiest cause, Greyhounds Only, have an active social calendar, have four pets to tend to...and the best part? I don't want to jinx myself, but I'm two pages into the fourth chapter of what could very well be an actual novel! Maybe not something that anyone else would like to read or publish, but keep your fingers crossed for me, okay?

But not to alarm you all with too much productivity, I still have a messy house, never have time to blow-dry my hair, eat too many Wheat Thins in one sitting, and don't floss often enough.

Egad, is it really after 1 a.m.? Guess I'm getting back to my old insomniac ways. Too bad I have to wake up early to tutor the Korean youth.