Three things in reverse chronological order:

1. Guess who I saw today. Crown Royal Guy! He was in the same stretch of road as usual, but this time he wasn’t running. Just sort of briskly walking. Still in a hurry obviously, and carrying the same telling purple bag as last time. It was a nice reunion with my old friend as I zoomed by him. I thought about waving, but worried he might get mad and throw the bag at my car. Crown Royal on the windshield is a bitch to clean up.

2. We’re all moved in. Well almost. Close enough to report that we’re officially in the place and loving it. Saturday was a long day of moving things. God there are so many things that had to be moved! Where do we get all these things? Then Sunday we unpacked and moved some more, but mostly we spent way too much money on even more things for the apartment. It’s still a disaster area right now, but unpacking and organizing is kind of fun. It’s the cleaning of the old house this week that I really dread.

Some pictures are up at flickr (with more to come), but in order to keep weirdos from seeing that much of where we live, we’ve made them friends/family only. If you’re a friend or family, let me know and I’ll add you. If you’re someone else but want to see pictures, don’t hesitate to ask and I’ll either invite you in or slam the door in your face. Nicely. You’ll have to get a flickr account in order to see them though, which means some of you will have to step further into the age of technology (mom…dad…entire family), but it’s good for you. I promise.

3. Here’s that video I promised. I have a fear of heights, which is usually easily controlled if I don’t linger near cliffs or 30-story window ledges for too long. But put me on a set of see-through stairs and my stomach drops down to have a little visit with my feet, which in turn have a hard time functioning. These stairs were the kind with the mesh-like metal, making the 5-foot drop below (it really is even though the video doesn’t show that very well) far too difficult to ignore. Walking down 50 stairs with my eyes on the sky wasn’t gonna work, so instead I gripped the railing and took it one step at a time. Looking much like a 90-year woman with two hip replacements. Brad, while sympathetic, did not miss the entertainment value of the situation, and managed to film a few seconds. Enjoy!