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It is, unfortunately, a reality, not a Scrubs episode.

Prepping the house to install a floor is oddly like trying to back up a computer to reformat it but not quite having enough spare hard drive space. Unfortunately, it’s not a problem that can be fixed with freeNAS; the solution was to make the kitchen impenetrably packed with furniture, and then throw out what didn’t fit. And convert those cheap bookshelves into a stand for the circular saw.

Anyway, floating floors are fairly simple, given that:

1. Even after getting a couple opinions on what the pictorial instructions could possibly mean, you’re happy to just go at it without really knowing.

2. You have enough patience to endure knee pain and put on band-aids so that you don’t bleed on the pretty new floor from the cuts it gave you.

3. Your respiratory system can successfully filter out the burning laminate dust the circular saw spews out.

And here are the pictures.

It snowed last night. Before you make fun of us: this is rare enough that it made MSNBC’s front page, though I’m pretty sure their snowman picture is fake and the school officials who closed schools were being a tad overzealous. Okay, a lot overzealous. Anyway, here are some pictures of the juxtaposition of cacti and ice (and meat):

Snow in Tucson

When I sand, I imagine the termites must be in ecstasy. It’s food, falling from the sky, in to-go-sized tasty morsels. Generations from now, termite grandparents will tell the young’ns about the day when great heaping mounds of food came from above.

(clickety-pops for biggishness)