Well, it's not really seaweed. It's a combination of lake plants and
algae. We tried skinny dipping in it the first night. It was dark
and freaking scary. The time between clothes off, swimming and back
on the dock fully clothed was a little over 1 minute, lol.

It always feels like it is pulling you under and I can't help but
think snapping turtles, even though chris and (e:chris) say there aren't
any.

We had a fun weekend at the lake. It was mantastic.

The attic was so fucking disgusting from the roof tear off. I wish I
had put down drop clothes so bad but I didn't so I spent some serious
time sweeping and vacumming.

My friend Robert said it would be bad but I guess I just didn't
understand how bad. Maybe these pictures will help someone else
getting a roof tear off job prepare better.

I wore my pro gas mask which usually works but I forgot to shave
first. I figured how bad could it be. Well, it was pretty bad. Look
what happens to my teeth and lungs. Even the hangy think in my throat
was black. Its especially fun because its not just wood and dirt
dust, there is also a bunch of fiberglass from the insulation. I can
only imagine how black my lungs are now. Not to mention that my
allergies skyrocketed. I am sensing it might be a soir du benedryl.

I am over at advantage dentistry on elmwood where I got xrays and
found I have no cavities. They actually take my insurance and there
was no copayment unlike the last two dentists which made me pay up
front and submit the bill later for reimbursement.

Don't you think that this dental care advertisement with the white
haired woman would have been much better with the pamphlet holder on
the right side so that you could see her face and especially her teeth?

At first I was nervous because they gave us the lowest bid but the
workers were great, cleaned up, and were really friendly.

They fixed the two minor mistakes today. I went up there with them
and the one dude was actually running up and down from the top to the
gutters and back. Then he ran out and was sitting on a dormer. I was
jealous of his bravery a bit, although the other roofers agreed our
roof was especially scary. As the one put it, it wouldn't be a trip
to the hospital but a trip to the morgue.

Next I need to reshingle some and paint...