I'm going to be busy for a while

If you've noticed scant activity at the Light Bulb lately, there's a reason. The Light Bulb family is in the process of moving, and most of my non-work and non-compulsory family time is concerned with readying a house for the market and preparing to find the next one. It is misery and leaves little time for blogging.

Oh, there are so very many things I have wanted to write about these past few weeks/months. There was He-whose-middle-name-must-not-be-spoken's press conference where some reporters actually began asking him . . . questions . . . instead of fawning. ("I answered, like, eight questions.") Then there was the spectacle of Big Oil being questioned by some of our nation's most dazzling examples of economic illiteracy. And the naturally disingenuous reporting that followed. (Thanks for paying all those taxes, Big Oil.) I started a sure-to-have-been-wonderful post on the woeful cost of the Entitlement Society highlighting the multi-trillion dollar lawsuit against the Army Corps of Engineers for the levee breach during Hurricane Katrina. And, of course, there's the Republican Party's nominee apparent, the amnesty-pushing troll.

Alas, this and more shall not be for a season. However, I will make a quick remark about . . . cleansing breath . . . home improvement shows. In short, do not ever believe a single word they ever say. They are thirty minute, well polished lies from the very pit of Hell itself, with great production values. I have tried to do some of the things these shows recommend. I am a normal person. I have average or above average intelligence. I can work a power drill. I can do normal home repairs. The things these shows say you can do cannot be done without the aid of professionals and their expensive tools. They are liars. Do not believe their lies. If you want to get things done around the house like they do, you have to do two things: (1) get rich, and (2) hire someone to do the work. Disregard all else. (And what they call "neutral colors" are anything but neutral.)

One more thing. You really have to "stage" your house in order for you to try to convince a prospective buyer that they could live in your house. (It's such a deception, it's not even funny.) Anyway, this "staging" does not comport to reality. In fact, living in a "staged" home is a misery. We've endured this misery on a limited scale for the past few weeks, but it will be misery in full force when our house goes on the market in mid-May. Please, please, please pray for us.