The big fence adventure, day three.

Is this a knockout, or what? Our glorious eight-foot fence was completed this morning! We finally have enough privacy to hold Technicolor orgies in our own back yard, except we don’t know anybody to invite so Sam and I will just buy a couple of nice chaise lounges and drink ice tea. 

All that’s left to do is stain the cedar boards, and another crew will be here soon to do that. Stay tuned for additional photos.

Iceland’s Penis Museum is in the news this week, proudly unveiling the addition of a pickled human specimen donated by the late Pall Arason, age 95, to its extensive collection of mammal phalluses on display for public enjoyment. Some float in jars, others are mounted on walls.

Museum curator Sigurdur Hjartarson said Arason’s organ will help round out the unusual institution’s extensive collection of phalluses from whales, seals, bears, bulls and other mammals. The museum, located in the small whale-watching village of Husavik, is an essential part of the region’s summer tourist industry and attracts thousands of penis fanatics. The museum’s gift shop features various motorized souvenir versions for female visitors.

All of a sudden I’ve got a craving for kosher hotdogs. Thank you for reading this.

The big fence adventure continues, day two.

Installation is moving quickly today, for which I’m exceptionally grateful because I had no sleep last night and would like to take a nap as soon as the hammering ends. Here are three images of this morning’s accomplishments.

For those of you wondering why I didn’t sleep last night, this time it was a double whammy: 1) peripheral neuropathy in my left hand, which feels like electric shocks running through my wrist and fingers all night long; and 2) relentless heartburn, which might be the result of a fish dinner from Long John Silver’s or the latest additions to my ever-expanding list of daily medications. I recently began taking Neurpath-B for neuropathy and Niacin for high triglycerides, and I can’t tell yet if they’re interacting with any of the other drugs I take. (Long John Silver’s is still my prime suspect, however.)

And now, for those of you who can’t make it to Will and Kate’s wedding, there’s still time to load up on the following essential souvenirs.

Pictured above are a commemorative refrigerator from GE and a set of limited-edition Pez dispensers that are being auctioned on e-Bay through April 17. If you’re a crafty type, you can also knit your own royal wedding (see below). The instruction book from Ivy Press lets you remember the big day with yarn.

Thank you for reading this and pass the crumpets.

The big fence adventure, day one.

It was a beautiful, clear day after a night of crazy thunderstorms, and the crew from Sunnyvale Fence showed up as planned this morning at the crack of 9. Sam was already outside on the driveway waiting for them because he was exceptionally excited and fully dressed in shorts. The following five photos illustrate what the fence installers accomplished so far on day one.

I would have finished this hours ago except I took a nice nap as soon as the crew left at 4 and then amused myself with other projects like dinner, a hot shower and watching half a movie I recorded a couple of days ago ... Dear Brigitte with Jimmy Stewart and Fabian. I’ll try to finish up the other half before Sam gets home from work tonight because he hates movies from the 1960s except for The Sound of Music and Lawrence of Arabia and has very little use for Fabian. Thank you for reading this.