So . . . yeah.

The novel is stalled. But I have an excuse. It's a really good one. Wanna hear it?

I'm looking at buying a home.

I looked at a shabby house in a shabby part of town, which was, ya know, interesting. It's a bad enough sign when the first thing the real estate guy who's unlocking the door for me says when we get in is something to the effect of "Oh, there's still that leak in the roof." The carpet was nice, though. The stick down plastic tile in the dining room wasn't bad, either, except for the fact that it was starting to stick up. And the kitchen had no counter space to speak of. Or a refrigerator. As it turned out, it had been snatched up as a foreclosure by a real estate investor who got about halfway through fixing it up and had apparently given up and was trying to unload it. And while I could have talked him down on the price, it still wouldn't have been worth it.

So on Thursday I looked at a little condominium that I saw on Craigslist. It's one bed, one bath but surprisingly spacious. Just enough room for me, I think. And it was in fantastic condition in a much nicer neighborhood. It just felt good walking in.

So I'm bidding on it. Or going to, as soon as I get all the financing worked out. So I've been kinda freaked out and frazzled about that. Right now I'm just trying to put it out of my mind until tomorrow, when I go to look at it again with docwhoopee and make use of his housely expertise.

Speaking of, docwhoopee is going to be throwing his Elvis Viva Las Vegas party at his house tonight. Hey, you spend all that stuff on casino equipment, you might as well get some extra use out of it.

Today I took pleasure in laughing my ass off at the MSTed version of Eye of Argon.

Today I learned that Eye of Argon has its own Wikipedia entry.