Tuesday, 16 October 2012 14:26 The John E. Jaqua Academic Center for Student Athletes at the University of Oregon

My work is exciting. My kids are smart and happy. The dog sits on command. Most times. Although I can’t take credit for these things I do take a certain pride in them. But that is nothing compared to the ridiculous amount of pride I take in my house, a pride that could be justified only if I had personally chopped, milled and hammered the lumber frame myself.  While blindfolded.

Feeling a little house-proud is probably a good thing. It prevents me from tossing old tires in the backyard, for example, a gesture I am sure the neighbors appreciate. And now I'm extending the the property lines of my pride.

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