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King of Etruria

Secundo quoque anno iterum Tarquinius ut reciperetur in regnum bellum Romanis intulit, auxilium ei ferente Porsenna, Tusciae rege, et Romam paene cepit.
          - Eutropius, Breviarium ab urbe condita, Liber I

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28 June 2006

I was talking to Catherine on IM and noting that we should exchange our free passes. She has some for Starbucks coffee that she is going to give me, and I have a leftover free pass to the Morehead Planetarium. So I said, "Tell you what. You give me 'bucks, and I'll give you 'head." Whoops.

In grownup news, the sellers in NY agreed to everything we asked to be fixed. So yay.

 

Posted at 2001.

27 June 2006

Update: our bid on the NY house was successful, and we're asking the sellers to repair a bunch of stuff. Unfortunately, the bid on our house fell through and we have to replace a bunch of siding. Crap. So we're not closing in mid-July anymore and the house is back on the market.

On Sunday evening, the cable modem stopped working. It had been going in and out because of the torrential rains, but it never came back on. I called Earthlink on Monday, they told me to call Time Warner, who said they couldn't come out until Wednesday morning. So I got up early and went to diagnose the problem today before the cable guy got here. Our cable grounding peg is attached to the house on the left side, behind a bunch of 6' tall boxwoods. So I shimmied my way between them and spent 10 minutes on the phone with Patrick attempting to figure out what the heck was wrong. After I figured out what had happened (someone tripped on the cable and pulled it out of the peg, stripping it of its head), I emerged from the boxwoods to my neighbor poised at her car. Apparently her 15-year-old daughter, who is home alone, heard someone in the bushes and freaked out. Wendy said, "So I came home, and I heard someone in there. And I couldn't see that it was you. I couldn't even tell that it was a woman." Wow, thanks! It's nice to know that I can scare children and be mistaken for a man, all before 8am.

 

Posted at 0809.

20 June 2006

OK, more pics for you all. We put a bid in on the 1960s contemporary. As much as we loved the 1830s farmhouse, and as gorgeous as the original wook floors were, we were worried about the bowing and sagging roof, and don't want the hassle. So hopefully by the end of the day, we'll be under contract on a house.

Patrick also posted pictures of our giant trip to Europe finally:

 

Posted at 1104.

18 June 2006

After much house-hunting, we have it narrowed down to two prospects: the amazing 1830s farmhouse in Ithaca, or the 1960s very modern and large house in Dryden. Normally, this wouldn't be a difficult decision. Patrick and I both loved the farmhouse and think it would be cool to buy a house built when Andrew Jackson was president. But, considering two offers have fallen through on that house already, we're wondering if there's something wrong with it other than the obviously old roof. As staunchly practical people who plan to be here for only 3 years, we don't want a lemon. Then again, the wood floors and windows in the house are gorgeous. We're putting a bid in on something tomorrow, so if you have an opinion let me know soon. :)

 

Posted at 1555.

17 June 2006

10 Indications You Live in a Town of Hippies
(Sporchi Ippi, as Dan would say)

  1. More women are bra-less than are wearing bras.
  2. Half the male population sports a ponytail.
  3. Houses up for sale have copies of the Utne Reader lying around.
  4. People are happy to quote the Odyssey for you.
  5. The Saturday farmer's market is extremely well attended.
  6. You can't sell non-local products at the farmer's market - including bottled water or soda.
  7. The first, the original, the one-and-only Moosewood Restaurant, which spawned a generation of vegetarian cookbooks.
  8. There is at least one co-op, and possibly two.
  9. There is a store in the Commons that sells hemp clothing.
  10. The above-mentioned store is distinct from the head shops - yes, there are two of them.

An amusing blog about the evils of Ithaca. I'm not sure if it's tongue-in-cheek or serious. But I like that they call it "bobo volk culture" and "existential palookaville," and quote Lacan. Greatly amusing for all of you who think hippiedom can get a little out of hand sometimes.

 

Posted at 1601.

16 June 2006

So the below-mentioned unbelieveably cute house for the amazing price got bid on the moment we walked in the door. Just not, unfortunately, by us. But we're back out looking at more properties. So far, we really like the following (in no real order, they all have their charms):

  • Dryden: A cute little house, with leaded glass windows. Picture it without the crappy carpet over the hardwood floors or the wallpaper.
  • Dryden: Modern house, with lots of space and a full basement, plus a giant screened-in porch and home theatre room!
  • Dryden: The outside looks like ass, but there are lots of windows inside, and the yard is nice.
  • Ulysses: A spiral staircase! And near the lake. How can you beat that?
  • Ithaca: Out of our price range, but you can see my attraction to it. :)

Vote for your favorite by e-mailing me! :)

Oh, and we got a bid on our house today, after 3 days on the market. The bad news is they're kind of lowballing us. So we'll see.

 

Posted at 1635.

14 June 2006

For those of you needing a hint on the "Find KK and Piki a House" game, here's the one I'm currently in love with.

 

Posted at 1635.

12 June 2006

Wow, I'm lame at this blogging thing. Ah well. After a frantic trip around Europe and a frantic few days of packing and cleaning we made a frantic drive up to Ithaca yesterday. We probably would have come up Saturday were it not for the fact that there is no electricity in this apartment. Supposedly it'll be turned on today. Fortunately, though, there is hot water and a gas stove. The heat is radiator, though, and I assume is set by the landlady. And, like the British, the Ithacans apparently think that when it's 55 degrees outside, there's no need for heat inside. So I completely froze last night - my hands were so cold that I kept putting them underneath me to warm them. But then I'd fall asleep and wake up because I couldn't feel my hands. It's off to WalMart today to get an electric blanket (provided we get electricity) and a bathmat and other sundries. For a "furnished sublet," this place is kind of lacking. It has a bed and a couch. That's it.

Someone in a downstairs apartment has wireless, so at least I have that. And a battery that lasts six hours. That means I can post these lovely cameraphone pictures:

Although our house is not yet listed in the MLS (even though it was supposed to be on Friday!), you can be involved in our tremendous amount of stress as well by checking out Ithaca real estate listings! If you choose the house we ultimately end up buying, I'll buy you a case of beer. If you choose a house we look at, I might be convinced to buy you a pint. Go forth and find me a house! (Preferably under $175k.)

 

Posted at 0852.

11 June 2006

Some amusing stuff seen on the drive from Charlottesville to Ithaca:

  • The Mason-Dixon Line. Patrick's officially a Yank, although I am a Reb - at least through the end of the year.
  • A billboard proclaiming: "What you lose when you use porn... EVERYTHING." Does one use porn as one uses, say, a toothbrush? I never thought of porn as a tool. Heh heh. Tool.

 

Posted at 0852.