Still No Dryer

Marv: Walk down the right back alley in Sin City, and you can find anything.

Except maybe someone to fix my dryer. The thermal fuse was fine, so I'm told, so it's something else wrong with my one-year-and-three-week-old dryer. A service guy is coming Monday afternoon. The Sears store manager / owner / franchisee is going to try to cut me a deal on parts or labor or the service fee, but I'm still three weeks past my warranty and there's nothing Sears can officially do about it. And I'm running out of clean clothes. I can always dry them using the half bathroom's heater and fan, but that's not an optimal solution. Oh, and moving the dryer, I've managed to tear a hole in the linoleum floor. I'm not entirely sure that it wasn't there before because it doesn't look like a fresh tear, but it's going to be fun when it comes time to get my deposit back on the apartment.

I watched Deep Impact and Sin City tonight. I'd seen both; Lee had not seen Sin City, so he watched that. He was working on something during the other one. I should have been working on things, but I'm lazy. What can I say? I like both movies, though Sin City is a little weird, and it's a little hard to sit through some of the story parts to make it to the action sequences, once you know the story. Still, though, good movie, not for everyone.

John Hartigan: Skinny little Nancy Callahan. She grew up. She filled out.

More tomorrow.