I've always depended on the kindness of strangahs.

One of the interesting side-effects of the InsideOut articles are the unsolicited emails and letters we get from people: 1) wishing us luck; 2) offering an apartment; and 3) seeking the email addresses of the RHP people. In the apartment search the emails have almost restored my faith in humanity with the number of total strangers coming out of the woodwork to offer Kayla, The Beeb, and I somewhere to stay for three months. It seems that we now have an embarrassment of options. Even one of the photographers for the article (who we also share dog obedience classes with) has offered a place to stay. As bitter and negative as one could become from the aforementioned trees of woe, it helps to have these random acts of kindness to prop ourselves up on.

Charlie is demolishing away, and I look forward to going to the house tonight to see what's left. Hopefully we can get to the structure soon!

Also, check out this article. This is unsurprising both in the fact that it happened, and in the fact that no one really seems to care. Not only are they so shameless as to deliever defective goods that people are trusting their lives to, but they figure they can cut-and-paste, typos and all, and nobody will notice. Sad thing is, even when U.S. Senators notice, nothing happens to these people. But I guess even when you kill more Americans than any time since the Civil War and there are no consequences, you can't expect a pump contract to generate much interest.