The War on Dust

jjohn on 2001-10-16T13:24:51

Major apartment restructuring occurred yesterday at my abode. My living room/office hadn't significantly changed in 5 years and I snapped. I threw out the monkey-shit brown plastic "media center" in which I stored 3 PCs, a scanner, a printer, a 48 port hub and many CD-ROMs. The replacement was a sexy black metal rack about 4' high. I moved the futon (which may also be heading out the door) to where the media center was. I now have an end table suitable for a lamp. Huzzah!

Of course, my War on Dust has casualities: I made many dozens of CD-ROMs homeless. The kitchen counter is flooded with media center refugees. That's OK because I've send them all thousands of leafets explaining that my enemy was the media center and the dust it harbored. My hope is that I can persuade the jewel cases to rise up against the dust bunnies and do my dirty work for me.

So far, the CD-ROMs have been stubbornly mute.

All in all, I'm very happy with the new setup. More room for poker.

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Um, Did you say Poker?

pudge on 2001-10-16T13:28:00

When and where, chump? Oh, I guess we already know where. Let me know when you expect to get the new coalition government in and stabilized ...

Poker? That would be that weird US card game?

pdcawley on 2001-10-16T13:43:48

Actually, there are people who play poker on this side of the pond. Davorg is one. I don't. They won't let me. Davorg saw (or maybe I mean didn't see) me do one false riffle shuffle (looks like a riffle shuffle and fair cut but is completely false) and told me he wouldn't be playing poker any time soon.

Which is a shame, 'cos I'm working on dealing seconds and bottoms now, and also on a different, even more convincing false shuffle/riffle stacking technique.