Jimmy and I decided it would be fun to buy some Legos and just spend a night playing with Legos.

Except Legos are expensive as fuck. Like to buy the equivalent of what I had as a kid would probably cost $500.

Maybe instead of buying Legos for ourselves we need to start a Lego fund for our future children because that shit’s gonna add up but I’m also not depriving my children of Legos.


Do you want help on Friday?

I think Friday it’s mainly just gonna be moving boxes in my car, not the furniture or anything, but if you want to help that’d be awesome. Hopefully the new place will have internet that night & I have specifically labeled the box of liquor so it’s easily accessible. We could order a pizza or something.


On Friday I noticed in a claim I was working that one of the contractors we use (they just basically key information after hours when people call) had put “Cackomacark” as the city the accident happened in and it really happened in Takoma Park and I’m still laughing over how stupid that is.

They also put some guy’s name as Krivy Burcon when his name is really Kirby Barton and they spelled Geico “Geiko”.

We got an email a while back about how we shouldn’t doc or talk about the contractors “disparagingly” but when they do shit like that, come on.


I should be cleaning up & cleaning out my car since we’re moving Friday. But instead I’m on tumblr and watching SVU.

We couldn’t sign the lease Saturday because they apparently don’t do that on Saturdays, so I have to leave work early on Tuesday so we can sign it. Then Friday I’m gonna move over as much as I can on my own (Jimmy has duty) and Saturday we’ll get all the furniture and stuff.

I need to call and have them switch the internet over on Friday too. And switch the mail over. And notify work that I moved so they can do the licensing paperwork.

Moving is such a hassle. And to think we’ll probably be doing this again in 12 months…


That baby shower we went to turned out not to be so bad. I mean it had all the typical lame baby shower games but the people were nice. I was actually really glad we went because I guess all of the guy’s other friends said they would go & then flaked out. So it was his wife’s friends and then Jimmy and I, save one other guy who showed up without a gift, ate and then left a half hour later. The guy kept saying how glad he was we came because nobody else he invited did and how much it meant to him. You could tell he was really excited about his baby and wanted to share it with his friends too. Compared to some of Jimmy’s other friends who seem to be barely in engaged with their babies or kids, it was cute that this guy pulled out his phone to show us his favorite ultrasound pictures.

Also, everyone loved the Batman onesies we bought so there was that too.


doomf:

I have to agree with Celeste on this one

doomf:

I have to agree with Celeste on this one

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maxistentialist:

LA Times:

Like many peasants from the outskirts of Yanan, China, Ren Shouhua was born in a cave and lived there until he got a job in the city and moved into a concrete-block house.

His progression made sense as he strove to improve his life. But there’s a twist: The 46-year-old Ren plans to move back to a cave when he retires.

"It’s cool in the summer and warm in the winter. It’s quiet and safe," said Ren, a ruddy-faced man with salt-and-pepper hair who moved to the Shaanxi provincial capital, Xian, in his 20s. "When I get old, I’d like to go back to my roots."

More than 30 million Chinese people live in caves, many of them in Shaanxi province where the Loess plateau, with its distinctive cliffs of yellow, porous soil, makes digging easy and cave dwelling a reasonable option.

Each of the province’s caves, yaodong, in Chinese, typically has a long vaulted room dug into the side of a mountain with a semicircular entrance covered with rice paper or colorful quilts. People hang decorations on the walls, often a portrait of Mao Tse-tung or a photograph of a movie star torn out of a glossy magazine.

The better caves protrude from the mountain and are reinforced with brick masonry. Some are connected laterally so a family can have several chambers. Electricity and even running water can be brought in.

"Most aren’t so fancy, but I’ve seen some really beautiful caves: high ceilings and spacious with a nice yard out front where you can exercise and sit in the sun," said Ren, who works as a driver and is the son of a wheat and millet farmer.

In China, 30 million people live in caves. In the stone age, there were only 5 million people alive. So there are more cavemen alive now than in the stone age.


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Jimmy never calls me on duty days anymore and I don’t know if it’s because his duty day phone is out of minutes, he’s busy or if he just doesn’t feel like talking. But meh.