U.S. 666 in New Mexico has been renamed U.S. 491 after government officials from three different states agreed to change it.

Hey, to brighten your day, here’s a wonderfully upbeat article about middle-class professionals having a tough time making ends meet, and postponing/avoiding things like weddings. Sound like anybody you know? (warning: Salon makes you sit through a commercial to view the whole story).

Another depressing fact, but something to be happy for: Sourbob has decided to stop writing under his nom de guerre. He wrote a column marking the end of his journal, but promised to continue writing in some other format. Which is a good thing, because in his short stay online, he gathered a devoted following of readers (myself included) who identified with what he said.

I started straightening up the house in an effort to get it ready to show to potential buyers. Stupid stuff like closets and rooms full of clutter need to be straightened up or cleaned out. This means a close working relationship with Rubbermaid products—the bins you put under your bed and in your basement. Basically you shove everything that isn’t bolted to something else into a box or a bin and hide it away so that your house looks like a photo spread from House Beautiful. (Or, as close as you can make it to one.)