Monday, September 1, 2008

Labor Day

I'm not posting an entry today, but to say that I'm not I guess really I am. I or we decided that in lew of our regularly scheduled big gay camping trip or our even bigger, even gayer road trip to some bad gay bar within 600 miles of Denver we decided to help the BFF Carl in his new house. Carl and Will closed last Friday on a 1950s ranch house. A house that had been owned by little, tiny, elderly Mexicans. The house has brown everything, paneling, carpet and that ever so popular oak trimmed florescent light fixture hanging in the kitchen like a 70s Marshall Field’s dressing room. We’ve decided to take Labor Day to labor the day sprucing up their new house. And by “sprucing” I mean pulling down ceiling tiles one by one. But tonight is the big Labor Day Leather Dance Party And Ex-boyfriend fest. So that will be fun.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

So while the hubby and I both scraped the hell out of our knuckles removing the ceiling tiles, we did not have to see any ex-boyfriends at the big gay leather dance. Of course, I may not have noticed if one had been there! BTW Steve, do you hire out for your light cleaning services? fc

Anonymous said...

And thanks for ALL of your Labor on Labor day....... The amount of cleaning done by all was amazing.... I am going to have to make real good food for the thank you dinner - no Hamburger Helper for y'all.... the ceiling tiles - the grime on the hanging hallway fixture [cleaned link by link by Waffles] the movement of the pond, plants, broken deck, and other 37 bags of crap....... oh and the 47 pieces of carpet..... Thanks again! cn

Anonymous said...

but we like the Hamburger Helper double cheese cheeseburger macaroni...