Author: doug

We upgraded Lis’s Mac Mini today.  You can see them stacked, looking remarkably similar.  Here the new one is sucking the files out of the old one.

I am fixing some of the split stair treads on the stairs to the loft.  It’s true what they say…

you can never be too rich, too thin, or have too many clamps.  No really.  If I had more clamps I’d be done by now.

The approaching storm (not tropical storm Dennis, but a front ahead of it) made for some impressive-looking weather over Boston Harbor.

Tonight’s dinner called for both of the following items.  Fish sauce is one of those ingredients that sounds like it can’t possibly be good… and then you smell it and have no desire to have anything to do with it.  But it does, in fact, taste good — even Lis’s sensitive palate would agree. 

In our house the Vietnamese hot sauce, however, is mine alone to enjoy.

I saw this hawk hanging out on a light post while I was sitting stuck in traffic.  I could almost hear the thought process… “Can’t eat that, can’t eat that, can’t eat that…dammit!”

Tonight’s dinner was a specialty of the house, which we refer to as Doug-fried chicken.  The pieces are coated simply in a flour mixture, pan-browned in a little oil, then finished in the oven.  Sometimes it’s the simplest foods that are tastiest.

After a year at my new job, I’ve moved into an office with a window, instead of one with a great view of the server room.

The first flight of stairs is done, and that was the easy part.  The second flight of stairs (to the third floor) not only needs painting, they need repair.  I’ve been taking off some treads to peer inside, and have discovered several old items that have fallen inside.  Here we have a Christmas postcard from 1919, and a price card from Warren School Hairdressing — 50 cents for a facial massage!

Stair project is done! The bulk of the work today was in doing touch-up on 3 colors and painting the surrounding trim white to bring out the cream of the stairs themselves.  The kitties have been released from their prison, though I don’t think Winnie realizes it yet.

Stair project, almost done. Here we have the final coat of all the colors.  What remains is some finishing touches.