I’m not sure where this came from, but recently I got a sudden impetus to so some “spring cleaning”… of my bar.
The Wife and I throw the occasional party. Also occasionally, I used to host a poker game now and then (others in my crew have taken over those duties lately on the rare poker night). Luckily for us, our friends are as much boozehounds as we are, so they tend to bring over bottles of liquor almost as often as they bring us bottle of wine or sixers of beer.
This tends to leave us with a densely populated bar, but often the citizens of that population are riding low. This is where I’ve recently gotten in trouble…
I was looking at the vast spread of booze on our counter about a week ago and decide that this would not do. Some of these bottles were years old! Time to cull the herd, I thought to myself, and I promptly poured myself a tumbler of Talisker (which I followed with another soon after, thus killing the bottle).
Since then I’ve been on a reasonable tear. Nothing too disturbing, mind you, but I have had doubles or triples on four of the last 7 or 8 nights…
Here’s my progress so far:
(It’s worth noting that the middle bottles will definitely be renewed soon.)
Sadly, I’m almost done with the low-riders. (OK, a check of the bar actually found some good candidates.) I guess I’ll have to get more ambitious now… 
This morning I got a good laugh while listening to Hivelogic Dan’s podcast featuring Ernie from Little. Yellow. Different. (me and Ernie go way back, y’know…) when Ern uttered the following:
I’m basically working for a porn site. Food porn!
It’s true. On many levels, it turns out.
I know a few guys that need to spend some time playing Desktop Tower Defense. (Maybe some gals, too, but The Wife showed absolutely no interest…)
My high score so far is ~3100 in “normal” mode, which is a full 5000 shy of the ultimate high score.
If you get prompted to save your score, add it to the “blahstuff” score group.
(via kottke)
Is it just me, or is Bloc Party absolutely worthless?
Both albums they’ve come out with (that I’ve known about) have gotten all kinds of indie nerd buzz, but I just flat-out hate ‘em. It confuses me, because they tend to get lumped in with stuff I like a lot (The Shins) or a least a little (Arcade Fire). And yet, I just want to punch them every time I listen to them. The entire emo scene has nothing on the whining done by these douches.
There. That feels better.
Oh, and Happy Birthday to Miracle Ed! Someday soon he might get out of the Army.
So the big news of the past few days is the hot water heater saga:
Last Thursday evening The Wife and I went out in Boulder to the Rio with a gaggle of my new coworkers. After a lovely evening discussing the possibilities of attending a roller derby, a mixed martial arts bout, or a minor league hockey game (or all three) with the company founder’s wife, we came home to discover that we had no hot water. A quick trip downstairs revealed that our twelve-year-old tank was done and dead and pissing itself on the basement floor. Off go the water valves, and I know what I get to do Friday (hardly a worthwhile day off work, if you ask me).
Long story shorter than it might be: We actually had the funds on-hand to do the upgrade to a tankless water heater like I’ve wanted to do. Now I’m a proud owner of a Rinnai unit hidden away in my crawl space. The old space for the water heater is now only filled by a wall-mounted control panel. Best of all, I can take a shower all friggin’ day long if I want to.
There are couple downsides: the hot water is mighty slow to come at first; the hot water pressure is noticeably lower than that of the cold water. But neither of those bother me much — the continuous nature of the hot water (I can now happily take my shower after everyone else in the house!) more than balances them out, IMO. (Oh, and I guess I get $300 next tax season…)
Also worth noting: David at Oasis Plumbing rules me - highly recommended.
Other News:
The last weekend featured a lot of interaction with real, live human beings, which is a bit odd, to be honest.
On Friday, I had poker with the boys. The games have been extremely rare lately, and I missed the last one, so this was exciting. Of course, I lost my pants, but that’s not the point.
Saturday was my darling mother’s birthday celebration. (Her actual birthday was Sunday.) The Wife and I drove down to enjoy Hockey Night in Canada with Mom and her pack of “adopted” kids (plus three Great Danes, two other dogs, and two cats). Beer, hockey, and good-natured smack talk made it a super fun evening. If nothing else, I demonstrated the obviousness of the fact that I am my mother’s son. The only bummer is that we missed the opening bout of the Rocky Mountain Rollergirls‘ new season, which happened to be on the same night.
Sunday wasn’t as public, but we managed to not sit on the couch all day.
And I didn’t even touch WoW for the whole weekend.
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