Sunday, December 29, 2013

1521 Tour: The Downstairs Powder Room

This post is one of  a series of remembrances of various aspects of my childhood home – 1521 Ninth Street in the Fairview neighborhood of Altoona. My home,  as detailed in RIP - 1521 Ninth Street,  was converted into a handful of spaces in a parking lot last year.

My childhood home featured one-and-a-half baths – a full bath on the second floor and a half-bath on the first floor. As you will see, calling the first floor bathroom a “half-bath” is really pushing the truth boundary. Since using the term “one-eighth bath” is sort of clumsy, I’ll instead refer to the first floor bath as the Downstairs Powder Room.

The distinguishing features for the Downstairs Powder Room were its location and its size. From a location perspective, our  Downstairs Powder Room was located in the Grand Central Station of 1521. It was basically carved out of a corner of the TV Room – the door to the  Downstairs Powder Room couldn’t have been more than 4 feet from where the TV console was positioned. It was bordered on two sides by the TV Room, on one side by the kitchen wall where our “wet bar” was attached, and on the final side by the back porch. Privacy couldn’t have been high on the 1521 architect’s priority list – you were right in the middle of it all there.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Duke – Wake Forest – November 23

I love going to games at Wake Forest University in Winston-Salem.

BB&T Field is the smallest stadium of the automatic qualifying conferences, seating only  31,500, but every seat is a good one. It is a very manageable 70 miles from my house on interstate highways. Visiting team’s parking is readily available at $8 the day of the game and adjacent to the stadium in the Lawrence Joel Veterans Coliseum, a simple five minute walk.

Absence and the Fonder Heart?

 

By (c)2006 Derek Ramsey (Ram-Man) (Self-photographed) [GFDL 1.2 (http://www.gnu.org/licenses/old-licenses/fdl-1.2.html)], via Wikimedia Commons

Happy Thanksgiving!

Long time – no blog.

They say the only thing worse than an uninteresting weblog is one that doesn’t get updated consistently. Guilty Your Honor. I haven’t been feeling particularly creative this whole year. Work has been really hectic as late and the last thing I have felt like doing when I get home is get back behind the keyboard.