Tuesday Twosome

1. How many computers are in your home? Are they for personal or business use?

Thinks...um, if you count the PDAs (which you should, since they have Windows and Word and Excel), I believe it's six...mine, James', James' old one which will go downstairs, both PDAs and the laptop. Seven if you count "Albert," the battery-powered portable word processor we got from Radio Shack so long ago, which still works.

(We nicknamed it "Albert" because it provided information to "Sam," our original PC. Quantum Leap joke.)

2. How many cars does your household own? What are the colors of the cars?

Man, this reminds me of the old days when the tax assessor came to your house and looked at what you owned and assigned tax accordingly. I remember my dad hiding things from the tax assessor.

Anyway, we have two, a black Tacoma truck and a purple PT Cruiser.

3. When was the last time you did a thorough cleaning of your home? Did you find anything that you thought you lost?

:-) February 16-21. Find anything we lost? Actually, we found a box we hadn't opened in 10 1/2 years since we moved last time, but we didn't realize it was lost. :-) We did find a bunch of stuff that made us exclaim, "Why the heck did we save this?

4. Do you generally get along with your neighbors? Is there one neighbor that really gets on your nerves?

We like our new neighbors across the street. It's a young couple and her mother. Next door to us we seem to have several friends sharing a house. They are all from Florida. On the other side it is under contract and the other house across the street is still for sale. The person who bought it originally must be charging an arm and a leg because all the other houses in the complex are going like hotcakes.

We liked the lady next to us at the old house. Her name is Alice and she is still recovering from a stroke. The people on the other side were nice and quiet. We only spoke to them a couple of times. The other neighbors...eh. Most of them have been too noisy. Not to mention the people playing loud music from the apartment complex in the back. Usually they did it just on weekends when we were up late anyway, but several times we had to call the police because they were out there till three and four in the morning, shouting loudly, blaring music, and a few times shooting off guns.

5. Are you basically content with your living situation? Why or why not?

I am now. It's nice and quiet at the new house. Because it's a cul-de-sac road, no one cuts through burning rubber to get to the next street. No loud music at night. No feral cats spraying the side of the house in spring making the inside reek. No creek nearby so it smells bad when it gets hot. No gangs spray-painting graffiti on things.

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