So I got Molvicized bigtime yesterday. I got up at six to get extra work done for my big meeting, only to get an email at two telling me that he was in Detroit until Wednesday. That induced sufficient frustration to justify taking the rest of the day off. Planning a climbing trip proceeded immediately.

Mikkel and Bean and I headed off to Dracut, a 45 minute drive, only to find that Mill City Rock Gym is closed on Mondays (and only Mondays). Frustrato-tron! And none of my friends who I invited to come (and who climb there regularly) warned me.

So that was a long trip for basically nothing. But spirits were high and I got to listen to a lot of Mikkel's new Monolake disc which is quite good. Bean and I went and rented "What's Up, Tigerlilly?" when we got back; she's a big Woody Allen fan and hadn't seen that one. Aah, fat Lithuanian midgets, beard-eating moustaches, and very real-sounding but nonexistant countries. I love 'em.

Get the recipe, ass!

So it turns out that, compared to me, rich people have a very different conception of what constitutes being worthless. This, I presume, is the reason that this guy Alex posted a mostly brand-new electric range to reuse which we now have in our warehome. And he threw in the microwave/hood as well. There is actually evidence of them having been used, but not much. Now he's trying to get us to take his refridgerator. Must not suck to have oodles of cash and be able to afford "designer appliances."

But whatever his reasons for giving away perfectly good kitchen hardware, we now have everything we need to construct a functional kitchen with the exception of plumbing.