The Sound of New Carpet

What does it sound like? It sounds like no more walking on cold asbestos tiles anymore.

Our new carpet arrived last Friday. It is similar to our old carpet that, for those who've just joined us, was destroyed during the great June flood. For the months that we were without I didn't think carpet would make that big of a difference. Oh, how I was wrong! The basement looks like an functional room in the house, not just some place that we threw a bunch of furniture in. Also, once the insurance money came in, the new carpet cost us $24 dollars. Certainly the price is right, however what is most valuable is the solace I get from seeing our home rebuilt and refurbished to its pre-flood condition.

Traitorous Machines

The last 30 days have given me a strong case of ludditism. First, the hardrive on the Powerbook died, taking with it photos, music, calendars and our ability to e-shop while watching Law & Order reruns. Then came various hi-jinks with data loss on the iPod, the last refuge for the data from the Powerbook. Today, I flip on the Dish Network DVR to find that it reset itself in the middle of the night. Where once was 65 Gigs of television, is now nothing. Its like someone stole our DVR and replaced it with one out of the box.

The farce of 'owning' things stored on computers has become apparent to me. I'm now scanning the Sunday advertisements for deals USB jump-drives and cases of DVDs. I'm also familiarizing myself with data back-up and recovery programs.

I want to battle robots; all colors, not just pink.