Sunday, August 24, 2008

one-sixteenth of an inch

Madonna just opened her tour yesterday night in Cardiff. Where the hell is Cardiff? Well, let me tell ya - it's the largest city in Wales in the UK. You see, I've been learning my geography thru Madonna. She is also going to go to Budva in Montenegro. Yup, I've never heard of it either. BTW, I finally sold my spare Madonna tickets. I took a loss of about $80 but am extremely relieved that I won't have to cough up an extra $800 and go to two shows on consecutive nites...The kitchen remodeling is about half-way done. Some of the cabinets are up. I am not crazy about the color of the cabinets. Who knew natural finish maple looks like that? I should have asked for sample before I concurred to the choice. I actually thought natural maple is a light blonde color, but it turns out not so much yellow but actually a little pink. Well, not pink pink, but it's more pink than yellow. Anyways, I've been worrying and fretting since this whole thing started. My latest obsession is over the 1/16" that the microwave cabinet is off by. I noticed by eye that it looked somewhat crooked. I told Bill about it, and he was able to adjust it yesterday, and it was better. But yesterday night I looked it at again, and it's still off. I put a level on it, and it is off by 1/16". So, the question is, to bug Bill or not to bug? Who knew 1/16" can give me such grief? And then there's the countertop material. I had chosen one of the two granite choices Bill gave me. Then I found out that there have been recent studies about how some varieties of granite emit an excessive level of radon, which is supposedly the second highest contributor to lung cancer (behind smoking). The articles say certain varieties from Brazil and Namibia tested high. So I asked Bill where did my granite come from, and he found out it came from...yup, you guessed it - Brazil. So I decided to pass on the granite and go with an engineered quartz stone. Who knows if that poses any health hazard, but as long as I don't know about it. Then it was the floor tile. After the cabinets came, I put the floor tile next to it, and it just didn't work for me. I ended up telling Bill to switch the tile to another color. Fortunately he didn't seem too annoyed. In fact, I think he actually agreed with me that the original tile he suggested didn't really go with the cabinets. Oy - I am the worrying kind......As I type this, I can actually hear Jack Johnson playing outside at Golden Gate Park. It's some kind of music festival that lasted all weekend long. I would have gone except tickets were about $200, and I don't pay $200 for concerts unless the performer wears cone bras...Oh, also as I type this, being the multi-tasker that I am, I am also watching the closing ceremony of the Olympics. It's pretty awe-inspiring stuff - the Memory Tower is jaw-droppingly brilliant. China did itself proud these two weeks. The opening ceremony will be talked about for ages. The Bird's Nest and the Water Cube are architectural wonders. And as the host nation, it has accumulated more gold medals than any other country. Nevermind all that nonsense about the age of the Chinese gymnasts. Don't people know Chinese people always look younger than their actual age? White people are always telling me that I don't look my age either. Thank god I am not a gymnast competing in the Olympics, or else I would too draw the ire of that grouchy Bela Karolyi. BTW, am I the only one who can barely understand him, with that thick Romanian accent of his??? No disrespect to people with accents (I have an accent too), but Karolyi's is so incomprehensible to me that he might as well teach computer science at City College (that's a throwback joke for me, recalling my time at City College struggling to make out what the Indian computer science professors are saying). Finally, bravo to Michael Phelps, the definitive star of the Beijing games...

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