From My Friendly Neighborhood Electrician

So I have been slowly finishing my basement - and when I say slowly, I don't merely mean unhurried - the way things happen on a Monday morning when you have to go to work. I mean SLOWLY. I mean that it is happening at such a leisurely pace that I will surely be dead before it is really completed. Or old enough that I won't want to walk up and down the stairs anyway.

But whatever. Finish a tad here, a tad there, and - boom! One day, my house will be more than just a sardine can whenever there are more than 2 people here. And if by then my focus has changed, and I don't really want to open an underground, unlicensed bar/private club here (you know, so I can work from home instead of in corporate hell)...well, then I'll have time to shift gears and re-design. Perhaps I can turn it into an old-folks home by then.

The latest phase of my basement project has included getting bids from contractors...a task that has been relatively painless and surprisingly wallet friendly (ahem, especially given the fact that I plan to hire out all the hard stuff, and then con all the men in my family into indentured servitude in order to finish what's left).

I tell you this because I wanted to share the details of my latest bid with you...for your Friday reading pleasure. Because we could all use a good laugh on a Friday (or wait! Maybe you should wait til Monday to read this!). Whatever. See if you can figure out why I about peed myself when I received this today:

Seriously excellent biddage, Mr. Electric.

Happy weekend!