No Door Knobs!

Is this true or is it fabricated? I don’t know for sure, but it’s my memory and I’m sticking to it. When I was young, the world was so simple that parents didn’t have enough to worry about. That’s why they made stuff up. For example, the schools asked children to draw a picture of a house. Then they reported psychological profiles back to the parents. The worst thing a child could do was to leave the door knob off the door. This more-or-less implied the child was in danger of becoming the uni-bomber. I remember this because that’s exactly what I did. After *that* lecture, I made sure to always put a doorknob on the doors of my houses. But what if an architect built houses without doorknobs .. or even front doors? What does that mean? This is a picture of the *fronts* of houses in a development I rode through this week. There’s an alley between the garages. I suppose there might be a door at the back of the alley, but you sure can’t see it from the street. I have to admit, it looks unfriendly.

This was not a laid-back week for us. Besides escaping from uni-bomber neighborhoods, I cleaned the deck and garage and Bruced the floors. I still have the porch under the deck to go. Danita did a major food shopping trip and a cooking marathon. (We still had almost no food in the house from our cruise and my shortened trip to NY.) We helped out at a Church dinner to raise funds for our sister parish in Haiti Friday night. We had a neighborhood Caribbean Night at the clubhouse Saturday night. And Sunday was a money counting day for me at our Church. It’s a good thing I came back from NY early. There were only three of us available to count. That’s the minimum size crew. If I hadn’t shown up, they wouldn’t have been able to count. In addition to all that, I moved a copy of our website to my laptop. Now I can experiment with new features without disturbing the public website. And I am getting a daily backup of our website.

The food at the Caribbean night was quite good. The highlight was skewers with spicy pineapple and shrimp. The live music was provided by a one man band. From very black skin to dreadlocks, he certainly looked the part of a Caribbean steel drum musician. He sang, played the steel drum, and had a recording for backup music. He did all the famous Caribbean songs and it all meshed perfectly. The music was quite good. He performed for two hours without a break.

I hope this finds everybody doing well.