packing

After a bit of a hiatus, one of our semi-completed household projects has been brought to full completion. Last weekend, I asked Jeff to cut the remaining pieces of wood so that we could finish up our new CD rack, since our current plethora of CDs outgrew our old storage facility at least six months ago.Once he'd attached a back and a stabilizing base, all it needed was a coat of paint and we were good to go. I applied the paint yesterday afternoon and brought in the finished rack after dark. I set it up in the reading room and thought, "Oh dear. I hope this works." Otherwise, what in the world was I gonna do with this contraption?

Most CD storage devices are for people with normal-sized collections of music, and are priced accordingly. There is, however, an intermediate area between average Joe's and professional Schmoe's collections that isn't well served by the companies who make CD storage units.

Packing list? This got far beyond a packing list at least a year ago.

Year one of dragon*con: toss your toothbrush, toothpaste, and a spare pair of underwear into your backpack, while keeping your camera in your hand. Six days later, acknowledge the clothes that you’re wearing are disgusting, and cannot be saved. Burn them. Vow to do better next year.

While making my packing list for dragon*con on Monday afternoon, I began thinking about what clothes I wanted to take. They needed to be comfortable, easy to move in, sweat-absorbing (because anyone who thinks they won’t sweat while racing around to set up for the enormous costume contest is seriously deluded), and somewhat funky.