Not much to write about today; I got a bad night’s sleep and I’m kind of groggy this afternoon. We have a new washing machine, although the hoses left in the house are leaky—a trip to the store will fix that. But we are celebrating, because both of us have piles of dirty laundry to wash about a mile high. Tomorrow, the BG&E guys should come back out to mark the panel in the basement, so then I can start deconstructing what goes where and updating it.

(spitting my vodka tonic out all over the keyboard.)

This is a great take on the current filesharing bullshit war, courtesy of Orson Scott Card (and /.)