melancholyI finally have a fully functional gate into the backyard. Our fence guy came by this afternoon to fix some stuff. I was impressed. Now he just needs to finish a small part of the fence near the house so that I can sign up to duel with the Historic Landmark Commission. I did some research this evening and determined that some form of "chain link fence" was invented in the late 1800s (i.e. post civil war) and that quite a few companies were producing the familiar diamond pattern chain-link fence in the 1920s-30s. So, in theory, chain link fence would be a viable option to use for a house built in 1930. I have no idea how well this will fly with the HLC or with the City Council, but I think I have a fairly good argument in my favor. I just need to finish putting it together and in order so that I can present it well to the HLC.
I was going to do some more replying and some work on my app to the HLC, but I ended up curling up under a blanket watching a movie because my house is freaking cold. I watched this odd movie called Fall (1996, DS=9.5). It's an artsy dark romance kind of thing, but I liked it. It made sense to me right now. I'm going to try and get it at some point. I really want to write more, but my bed with it's vary warm comforter is beckoning to me (or at least my chilled feet).
[*] Apparently the term "protein spill" is the Disney code phrase for someone puking in the park. I was watching "Dinner for Five" and one of the folks there knew this for some reason. Eddie Izzard was also on (this is why I stopped to watch it in the first place). It was a good show. Eddie was quite amusing as always. They also had Will Ferrell on and I was impressed. He's actually fairly interesting to listen to when he's not "in character".
