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UPDATE

I was going to give you an update, but the condition is too bleak.

So when I was 11, the Senator had this picture of a...

Oh, what the hell. You've been this far. Let me share...

All going according to plan with the sink. Boughrt new stuff; sink, faucet, strainers, the works. Had a stiff drink, and rolled up the sleeves. Yanked out the old sink, and threw it in the backyard. Started assembling the new sink, and I'll be damned if the fancy faucet with the clitoris stimulator detachable head was missing not one of four bags of hardware, but two!

I would say I'm snakebit, but this is business as usual. I don't care if a product is made in China, Malaysia, or Southhaven, Mississippi. There is no such thing as quality control anymore. Fully half of all the crap I buy is missing something.

To hell with it. I kind of like having The Bride apoplectic. Payback for not letting me return the oversized dryer. She read my post about knocking out the wall, and she thought I was serious!

"Knock that got-dam wall down, Velociman. I like that there dryer."

Well, pardonnez-moi, dear, but I'm not so sure that will ensure victory here. I could end up with a dryer that still won't fit. And a huge hole in my sheetrock.

This is going to take some pondering, and drinking.