Internets?

Where are the other ones? Anyone? Is there a club I don't know about? What does it take to join?
G. W. "Bulges" Bush had some choice moments in last night's debate, like when he attacked moderator Charles Gibson of all people, demanding that he be given speaking time when it was clearly not his turn.
The rumors on the "Internets" is that he is being fed his lines by Karl Rove which considering his behavior and somewhat off timing, is plausible. I don't know that I want to buy every conspiracy theory invented by loners in log cabins, but this one wouldn't surprise me one bit.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, The Husband single handedly built us a floor this week. Yesterday we painted it and it is so very beautiful.
I am a very lucky gal.

We ache. A lot.

When moving in Iceland, first make sure there is no construction crane placed in the drive way leading to your house. Obviously this is something every semi functional person knows. We, being dimwits, did not.
This week we have; painted two rooms, ripped out four carpets, "acid washed" (not quite, but it sounds cool) a wall, had various people come in, look around and shake their heads, had dust come out of our ears, managed to buy a fab stainless steel fridge whilst having a cold with a side dish of fever, yelled at various people at the phone company for not setting up our phone line and adsl, yelled at the pizza people for giving us cold limp pizza, tried to disconnect our old internet service at the old apartment without any luck - and absolutely smashingly fallen in love with our new apartment.