Obviously it has, but only a small portion of the time between the last post and this was actually devoted to replenishment of my supply of cholesterol. There is, after all, much garbage on my desk that has to be lovingly tended and cared for, in order to keep someone from coming along and sweeping it into the dumpster.
Which actually might not be such a bad idea.
Anyway, Story Time continues (slowly) below. For those of you who can make sense of the proceedings, we ask that you refrain from commenting, lest you give actual shape and clarity to the tale.
Now then, back to work.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at June 9, 2005 03:37 PMThe story turned out quite good I think especially Janis' ending.
Posted by: Larry Anderson at June 10, 2005 08:16 AMFor the six months I lived in Natchez, I occupied a house that had been built around the billiard parlor of The Elms. It was an old place that had not been much renovated. Here it is now.
It had 12 or 14 foot ceilings, and free-standing gas heaters. It cost $253 one month to heat my bedroom and the kitchen, and that was nearly 12 years ago.
Posted by: Janis at June 10, 2005 09:12 AMLee and I love old houses but have never been dumb enough to buy one. We have friends who have spent what it would have taken to buy a really nice new house on renovating an old house that is now worth half what they have in it. Truly a Moron Project.
Posted by: Larry Anderson at June 10, 2005 09:15 AMIn the instance of that old house, Joe Stone bought out his two sisters and turned it into a bed and breakfast.
He had the proceeds of the sale of a co-op unit in New York City to help out.
He is the pianist in the house.
I like Joe. We need to visit him, and I'd like to see the house again.
Posted by: Janis at June 10, 2005 09:24 AMJanis, when you live in a place like that, you have to go native. Piles of blankets and down comforters on the beds in the winter, and a perpetually lit wood stove. And bundling up in a parka to go from the bedroom to the kitchen.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at June 10, 2005 09:58 AMI must admit that I do like some vertical space, but I've never lived long in any.
Ten feet might be a nice height, and manageable.
The ceilings on the first floor of Stanton Hall are 17 ft. high.
Posted by: Janis at June 10, 2005 11:09 AMBut aren't high ceilings GOOD in the summer? They give all that heat somewhere to go. Summer REALLY makes me wish we had a single-story house!
Either way, don't tell my hubby. He said "maybe" the last time I asked if we could go see the house!!
Posted by: Lenise at June 10, 2005 03:26 PMThey were good in the summer when there was no such civilized thing as air-conditioning, and negroes were available to pull the paddle fans.
But I won't tell, Lenise.
Posted by: Janis at June 10, 2005 03:54 PM