So, we moved. One day we had no intention of moving whatsoever, the next day we were somewhat idly looking at craigslist.org, the next day we were signing a lease, a week or so after that we were parking a rental truck on Manhattan Avenue and taking a toll on the health and sanity of our friends with our gigantic couch and three flights of stairs. There was a point with the couch where, literally, we had it halfway in the foyer of the new building and it wasn't going further in and it wasn't coming back out and I was moments from exhaustion, and starting to think that maybe running away and joining the circus was really the best solution to the couch problem. Needless to say clearer heads (Erin) prevailed. We got it inside, and the couch is now as comfortable and huge as ever, only now it is in our new nice big apartment. An apartment with a patio and a shady garden, a big bathroom and an actual bedroom. Ceilings even higher than the old place, if you can believe it. Just a few short blocks away, too. Same subway stop and everything, but it may as well be a different world. It is delightfully quiet. In the morning the birds chirp and burple like crazy and the light filters down through the trees and you feel like you are out in the country. There don't even seem to be any drunken brawls in front of the building at 4 in the morning, unlike the other place. We don't have to deal with old Mrs. Crustybritches downstairs anymore. There are, of course, a few drawbacks. It is quite a bit more expensive than the old place. Not too expensive, mind you, just more. It is still affordable (so to speak), and still a great deal for NYC. I'll just have to get by without the sprinkles of 14 karet gold on my morning coffee. The kitchen is big and airy but the counter space is very very small. There is only one drawer, and it is only about half the size of a normal drawer so we find ourselves suddenly overwhelmed with silverware. The refrigerater, although brand spanking new, doesn't open all the way because it doesn't fit very well into it's little cubby. I need change it so the door opens the other way but have, as yet, been unable to get the foot-hinge mechanism loose. I would call the management company to do it but the management company, headed by a shadowy figure known only as 'mitch', is rude at worst and unresponsive at best. Or maybe vice versa. We get bad TV reception (annoying, but no big loss) and have to wait a while before we can get broadband internet access at home (hey: if 56k was good enough for our ancesters it is good enough for us.). Anyway, we'll take some pictures soon, and put them up so you can enjoy ignoring them. We'll be BBQ'ing in the garden in no time and you should really stop by. also, in wholly unrelated news, I have fixed up and/or rebuilt both formerly 669 and dreems. Soon, I will be adding new features and fixerating these and other parts of ye olde dd.c, so stay tuned, yo.