We had a couple of people stay the overnight, because their places were cold and dark.
Oh, and just for general throw-it-out-there, you are otherwise an apparently a nice guy and all, not naming names or anything (I've lived in Seattle for 80 months now, I'm getting some skill at Seattle-style passive-aggressiveness), when people trying to be mellow and social and relax, constanting emitting, amplifying, and reflecting bigotted and infantile "redneck jokes" and "Southerner jokes", "The Chimp", "The Rethuglicans ...", "We should get out of Iraq, just like we got out of Vietnam", "Let them do what they want to each other, it's none of our business.", etc etc etc, don't be so damn taken aback when someone disagrees with you. I'm fucking sick and tired of biting my tongue and trying to ignore the smug echo chambers when they get going in this "progressive" funhouse of a city, but this is MY HOUSE, and I will not sit and silently swallow it while sitting in my own house.
I started getting really damn annoyed at litany of bigotry against "southern rednecks". Stuff that if the simple subsitutions were done to turn them into jokes about "Niggers" and "Hebs", would get the speaker shunned with freezing contempt, but for some reason it's okay to snoot down at people with southern accents from rural areas. And the more "progessive" the crowd is, the more "funny" they are...
The front entrywas to the house got sealed up with plastic tarps this morning, and the workmen went to work. Apparently after Brian informed the bossguy that his company was on probation, and if this two week job sputtered and stalled the way the "two month job" (that took nearly a year) of creating his master suite did, another building company was going to finish the work, get the money, and get the rest of the business doing the house.
This afternoon was the BiNet Coffee Social. There were just two people there, and one of them was me. A bit of a bust. Not a huge surprise tho, this close to the holidays. Most people had better things to do. I worked hard to ignore the echo chamber happily talking to itself a few tables away (see paragraphs above).
I did a spot of shopping, getting envelopes for the holiday cards. On the cheap closeout discount table was a new HP DJ 3915 for $20. This is right after I picked up a used HP DJ 932C from RePC for $25, and that one didn't even have any ink carts in it.
This evening was a bit of gaming, and a DVD. We prepped the hot tub, but never used it... Hmm, I could still use it...