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Time has been tight out here. This, compounded with a lack of Internet service in the apartment room I’m subletting has made for a distinct dearth of blog posts. This is unfortunate because there is much to say. Much newness to talk about that I’m afraid will get lost. House-hunting has been a miserable experience — made even harder by the aforementioned lack of connectivity at “home”. I’m currently having my second sub-par experience at an Internet cafe in north Berkley.

I cried tonight like I haven’t in years. I was in transition between one event and another, and Carolyn invited me out onto the screen porch to have a moment. It was dusk, and the thunderstorm was just starting up. It’s our last night like this in this phase of life. I sat on the porch and took in the enormity of what feels like should be a small change, a simple shift.

I think it was yesterday, maybe it was the day before — time gets so lost right now — when Sam made the half of the (stereo-)typical baby noise. She said “Ga” — Now all we need is a “Goo” to go with it, and we’ll be set! Also, people are coming tomorrow to see the house! It’s still not in great shape, but mostly it’s just clutter. I’ve finished the work I want to do to it (mostly thanks to the family helping out last weekend.

The purging continues. This stuff will be sent to freecycle later this afternoon, but I wanted to give blog readers first dibs: (click to enlarge)Are you a computer tinkerer, or want to become one? Well, you’ve just hit the jackpot. I have a whole lot of computer things to give away including several working computers. Almost all of the computers are of the P3 500Mhz-800Mhz generation, though there is some deviation.

I haven’t mentioned it here much, but every Sunday, I played soccer with a few other people — mostly Penn State people, but we’ve picked up a few neighbors and others. I started this after having played wallyball with Mike — they don’t play in the summer, and there had been a little bit of buzz about it. Someone else started it up, but quickly stopped coming, and I gladly took over.