Whoohoo! KNRJ 92.7 in Phoenix debuted last night. All dance music, all the time. No longer do we need to covet KGAY in San Francisco. It's been dialed in all day, rocking the Logan/Brown house. Happy, fun, real dance music. I'm afraid it still has a radio station's normal faults (ads, repetition), but it's far and away the best Arizona radio station since KZON crossed over to the dark side. It may be a challenge for me to get my daily NPR fix now....

Well, the back yard is a complete wreck now. The pool was excavated Wednesday. It looks to be a lot bigger than I imagined it would be. Very cool.

Imagine our surprise, however, to find the sewer line, which we thought was five feet to the east of the pool, actually runs right through it. Imagine what it was like to discover this only after raw sewage started flushing out into our freshly excavated pool. The pool contractor mentioned to us in passing that he thought he might have destroyed an "old" sewer line. Nup. That was the real thing.

Imagine how thankful we were to find a good and cute plumber willing to re-route (and re-connect) our sewer line on less than one day's notice. (And he's cute too.) The backhoe showed up this morning at 7am, and they're laying the pipe now. Hopefully, I'll be able to shower by tonight.

We are definitely going to appreciate this pool when it's done. There will be much rejoicing, and many pool parties.

Oh, and it's hot here.

Off to San Francisco for the weekend. Tickets to see the Pet Shop Boys are safely tucked away in my luggage. Can't wait.

Work has been an absolute nightmare lately. Time to start considering my next career move, I think.

In other news, the pool has been sketched out in red spraypaint on our back lawn. The backhoe should be showing up shortly. We should have pool in place by August. Wheee. Thank god.... It's flipping hot here.