Am I coding poorly in an interior decorating thread?
No, definitely not berber, but the blue stuff is most assuredly commercial grade.
It was probably Nick’s of Clinton which of course is in Waldorf, although the original is still in Clinton.
All the way to Waldorf?? That’s a long way for lunchmeat!
You are going to lend me the ten grand I need for my kitchen renovation, aren’t you?
That’d be great.
Yeah, sure, Ex, I’ll write you a check…
So glad you have a plan, do not attempt a piecemeal rehabilitation. Rip out the floors and walls, tear it down. ANd is that an AC unit hung from the hallway ceiling? Did you get a redecorating allowance from the seller?
Room to expand too!
Lovely yard, I see a huge catalpa tree.
Congrats on your ugly inside house. 
Actually, chela, the tree is a [url=http://www.paulowniatrees.org/]Paulownia[/a]. The lady who sold us the house said they’re very expensive, and I’ve got a ton of then growing in the back part of the yard! I’ll be rich! RICH I say!!
Moral of the story… don’t code on the morning after. I only had 1/2 glass of wine at UglyFest, I promise!!!
Virtually all telephone companies still have ciruitry that will recognize the rotary ticks, count them and connect the calls. They have to- just for folks like the former owners of your new…uh…gosh, what to call it?
That phone can very easily have the cable underneath removed, and a modular jack inserted into place. I could do it in 15 minutes, given access to a workshop where I can make some mess, a cold glass of iced tea and the supervision of Steve. So keep the phone and if I get to Maryland I’ll be glad to drag it into the 21st Centry for you, therefore assuring that you will be able to make use of it for ever.
And ever.
And ever.
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But, 'Toons, it does work just fine - I placed a call on it and everything! It needs to be cleaned, tho, as does just about everything in this house. The former owners were not the cleanest of people…
You need to make it the Communist Hotline…
“Call on the pinko phone!”
Great. I drop hints to try to finagle a dinner invite at the ugliest house east of the Mississippi and she comes back with, " But it works fine !! "
Harrumph !
When we moved into our house, it was filthy. The former owners had been smokers, and that shit is just awful. The first day we were in, we were cleaning in preparation for painting. I gave my then-five-year-old daughter a bottle of Windex and a rag and told her she could clean the fridge. (The fridge was white, and just needed to be wiped down)
She went out to the kitchen and came back a few minutes later. She looked confused. She said, “This stuff is blue in the bottle, but when I spray it on the refrigerator, the drips are all brown. Why does it do that?”
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