lawnrrd | May. 31st, 2006

If last weekend had been a six-day weekend, instead of only the three days, I might have got done half of the things I needed to. Instead, I merely:

took Leo on his first-ever bus ride,
took Leo on his second-ever bus ride,
put three air conditioners in various windows,
sorted and organized the crapatorium (including hooking up the Mac mini, printer, TV, and fax machine) sufficiently that one can actually work in there as long as one doesn't mind the risk of being crushed to death if one of the towering piles of cartons full of books should collapse,
put child-safety knobs on the stove,
put hooks on various doors and one wall,
replaced the hideous hand-towel bar in the bathroom with two less-hideous ones,
bought Franz Ferdinand and Dresden Dolls albums on iTunes,
reviewed a technical description of a new client's sooper-secret new plan to ~~take over the world~~ roll out a huge new service,
did a bang-up job of hanging a wire shelf in Leo's closet, making sure it was well-supported and level, only to find out afterwards that Lauren intends to put the dresser in that spot, and
worked on supplemental responses to a bunch of interrogatories, finding out today that I edited them incorrectly.

We went to a barbecue in Park Slope on Sunday night, and I cooked a London broil for dinner on Monday.

And so it goes.

Jon