The new dining 8 foot by 4ft solid oak room table came today. It looks nice although I think the chairs are a little to "cottage, crafty, country" for my taste. It matches the shiny, stupid oak floors. Now if only I was allowed to walk on the floor and if I had friends to eat at it with - it would be awesome. Right now it is just another fucking annoying, functionless object on display. I am tired of those kind things.



We bought it at Consignment Furniture on Sheridan. They are over at 2217 Sheridan Drive. Buffalo, NY 14223. (716) 874-1979.

Considering the cost of a solid oak dining room table that size we got a super duper bargain at $299.00. Thats right not $2000.00 but $299.00. Some lady was getting divorced and just wanted to get rid of it. The delivery guy said the price was a mistake and we were really lucky. I think it is the first piece of non broken furniture we have besides the new couch I got for (e:matthew) for his birthday - that he hates.

Now that we did so much inside the house, it is time to start working more outside of the house. Today we decided to remove a major yard debris pile, clean out the garage and remove some broken concrete.

But first what the hell does this sign mean at the church next door? Drew, any ideas?


The old turtle skeleton is getting cooler and cooler over time. It was the previous owners pet we found dead in the basement when we bought the house.


Parts of the garage got moldy again. We really need to make some sort of ventilation for it. It is a solid brick/concrete box with a water problem. This wooden kids slide got so moldy it was furry.


Removing the concrete was a pain in the ass because underneath it was million brick parts that had to be pulled out in order to plant grass.



I am not sure what we are going to do with all the concrete and bricks we have pulled out of the dirt in the yard. Most of them are from a house that stood here before ours, thinks (e:matthew).





Then there was this pile of yard debris from last year.



And (e:terry) spent the whole day breaking it down. It looks so much better now. He also used some of the broken concrete to build up our compost bin which produced a lot of compost from last year that he sprinkled around the garden today.



Unfortunately, we missed big garbage day, which was this morning. I have so much debris again form the deconstruction of the bathroom. Also, I have a lot of solid copper pipes. Anyone know where i can sell the copper at. I always hear about people stealing copper but k=now that i have my own - I have no idea where you would "unload" it.

It was fun to see Kimya Dawson on Thursday night at the Tralf. It wasn't quite the same as the other two times we saw her at Mohawk Place. My favorite time was when we got to talk to her (e:paul,30882) and we got tee-shirts that she drew for us. Mine had a tortoise on it.

This time the line was long.


She played a great set. It was kind of annoying that you could hear and feel the Marcellas "Boom, boom, boom" the whole time.



She was the same goodness as always but played a little faster than I remembered.
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It was weird that most of the people in the audience were there because if the Juno movie. It reminded me of the difference between seeing Tugboat Annie play in our friends church basement and then seeing them at a big concert later.

One guy yelled out something like, I liked you before Juno and she kind of ripped him apart till the point he left. I thought that was kind of awkward but he was really being a jerk. He also kept making fun of Buffalo as he was from Seattle or something.

I still love her and her music. She has a baby now.

They have food and tables at the Tralf which is pretty cool.



I made (e:terry) wear his little birdy.


the best part was not being IDed and not because the guy thought I was too old to get a drinking bracelet, but because he thought I was TOO YOUNG to get one. He wouldn't even believe my ID at first. (e:mike), my seven year younger brother did get proofed. That was terrific.

The other day we were over at our rental property fixing a interior light that had a broken switch.

When I noticed the Fargo mansion around the corner. Its really quite pretty.



They were working on the roof that morning.


Afterwords, we went on down to the neighborhood that is going to be destroyed for the stupid peace bridge. I can't even imagine if that was my house. Many of them are the same calibur or even nicer. I wish they could just move them into the empty plots on Linwood.




I just feel so bad for them. On the one street they had a million "Don't truck up my neighborhood signs."

How cool is this. Someone at Roswell invented a drug that reduces damage to healthy cells that are exposed to radiation. Sadly, I could not find the information on the roswellpark.org homepage so here it as at medheadlines.com

Radiation damage is one of the most frightening aspects of catastrophic nuclear events but, more often, cancer patients suffer the gut-wrenching side effects of the radiation that is administered in an effort to kill the tumor and save the life. In what one scientist describes as his "eureka moment," a new drug was envisioned that has turned into a very viable potential weapon in the fights against both cancer and nuclear emergency.

Drug protects from radiation damageAndrei Gudkov, affiliated with the Roswell Park Cancer Institute, has developed CBLB502, the code name for his new drug that protects healthy cells from the damage caused by radiation even while killing off the cancerous cells. The eureka moment came when he got the idea to put one of cancer's own sneaky little tricks to work against it.