Alternate Title: Livejournal, Ain't Never Gonna' Give Up On Your Love
Huzzah! No more vague recollections about how much time has passed between the last near-destruction of the house and the current one. Instead, you can just look it up via Calendar.
See? Anyway, a few days ago there was a kitchen fire here at Chez Xeno, which resulted in my burning a rather impressive hole into the linoleum floor. It's okay, though. The 5-lb box of baking soda and my ordained spirit guide (a large roll of duct tape) fixed everything. I even managed to salvage the cooking pot, thanks to an extra-large supply of cleansing powder.
Maybe the lingering aroma of near-death would have smelled more savory if I'd only splurged on those
leather floor tiles* a few years back, though.
Of course, the big question is, does this merit a special new Tag, or do I have to wait for Near-Escape No. 3? [ponders] What do you old-timers think, hmmm?
*Link kind of swiped from the inimitable Madman at
Mcat's blog.