We now have a Feng Shui rooster in our kitchen.


                                    

Some time ago, I started noticing that some folks had roosters in their kitchen - it's a New Thing. When I asked Ethel about it, she said that roosters add "Feng Shui" (pronounced "Fing Shooey" - it's Chinese for "Shooey that fing outa here") which is something that's supposed to help the  "energy flow" through the house.

People will believe anything. And they'll pay for it, too.

I have bad news - we've had the rooster for several weeks, and it's done nothing for the energy flow in our house. Mostly, as far as I can tell, energy flows in to our house in the form of money, and it flows out in the form of things like this Feng Shui rooster.

You'll note that the paint on this rooster looks all rubbed off. This is the decorating style called "distressed", and it's part of the same mentatlity that causes folks to buy pre-washed, pre-faded and pre-torn blue jeans. We're really taking this sort of thing to the next level at the Chocolate House - in order to have a pool, you have to have a fence, so Ethel's about to fence our acre-plus lot with (wait for it) - a pre-rusted iron fence. Yes, we're paying extra for the rust. Not only that, but the fence workers have to be extra careful when they install the fence to *not rub the rust off*.

I'm sure that all of this makes sense, in some Feng Shui way.

I might just be viewing the whole thing poorly, due to my poor attitude; my mood is taking some hits these days. For one thing, my mileage is up, higher than it's been in over a year. And maybe I'm not adjusting that well to the added training volume.

But I suspect that the real mood-blacker is Buffy - the Sixth Season. This season is so dark, so depressed, that I'm getting to the point of dreading each episode - and, as we turn it off for the night, I say "that's it. I can't take any more of the sixth season". Ethel keeps thinking that it's going to pull together, that it's all going to work out - but I'm starting to believe  that Buffy is never going to climb out of her spiritual abyss, that Willow and Tara will never get back together, that Dawn has reverted to "spoiled teenager" forever... and last night, Xander abandoned Anya at the altar.

That's enough. That's really enough. It's got me down, down, down.

I sure hope this rooster gets the energy flow going soon.