We have toilets

Two new toilets have been installed and a new faucet has been ordered, the former by a professional and the latter by moi. I can get it much, much cheaper than he can from his supplier. This is so embarrassing, but I really can’t give a critique of the toilets because I, uh, well, haven’t had any reason to use one of them yet.

So I would just talk about the faucet, but what can you say about a faucet, other than that to me, it has nice lines, is sturdy and looks a lot better than the ones I have with the little round plastic handles that get all blurry looking with soap scum. Maybe I could learn how to install faucets, or at least figure out some way to modify the handles. And maybe I could just shut up?

Yes, that’s not a bad idea, but it’s not advice I’m going to take. Typing on these keys is, in a way, liberating, and no one has to read the words. It is not as if I am standing in the middle of the mall making noise.

If I type big,

 

there is still

 

silence in the woods.

 

I realize that my grasp on conventional sanity is shaky, but I like it that way.