Of ships and shoes and sealing wax, and futons and Logjam and ... oops, sorry, that doesn't scan.

First the good news:  I found my problem with Logjam -- when I renumbered our network, I forgot to change the authorized-IP setting in squid.  Oddly, firefox wasn't having an issue with this, but it was tripping up Logjam.

Reconfiguring Squid properly has also allowed my comic unplugger to work properly again, which means I can once again read Dilbert and Pibgorn without all the fucking spam and popups.  Take your spam and shove it up your ass, United Media.

In other news, however, I'm having no end of trouble getting our futon frame assembled because of the infernal mud-dauber wasps in North Carolina, which I hereby declare are a pox and a curse.  The concrete-shitting little bastards will fuck anything with a hole in it (figuratively speaking).  I may have to do significant re-engineering on the futon frame just to be able to get it back together at all, since at least one of the T-nuts (yeah, it's a cheap frame) has torn up the wood under it in the course of my attempts to get enough of the damned dauber-wasp concrete out of it to get a bolt into it.

Organization, or some reasonable facsimile thereof

At last, we finally have most of our furniture organized, and (after several starts, and with two barrel nuts still missing and needing to be replaced) the futon couch assembled and secured.  The futon couch has to be tied in place due to a rather curious design decision by the manufacturer: there's a detent in the track which enables "latching" it in the fully-flat position to sleep on it, but no matching detent to latch it upright for use as a couch.  Perhaps I'll rectify this oversight myself at some point.

We don't have a heck of a lot of room to get around, but we have places to sit, places to sleep, places to work, and places to eat meals, which is tolerable enough for now.  Later on, perhaps we can get the basement organized enough to put up some workbenches down there, after we make a second trip to NC and retrieve the few remaining items including our gorilla racks -- assuming we're here that long, which we frankly hope we aren't because this place is so cramped.

I still need a new office chair; right now I'm sitting on a salvaged wooden stool (of very shaky construction, and the nails keep backing out) which is about as comfortable as a packing crate, and offers about as much back support.  But that'll probably have to wait a bit.  I may see if I can find the least compressed of the other set of dining chairs from the basement tomorrow (yet more furniture damaged by three years of storage in an open shed in North Carolina) and see if it's usable as a stopgap.  The garbage disposal still needs replacement too, but that'll come off our rent (about the last thing to do so).  Annoyingly, I've mislaid the receipts for about five gallons of the paint we used, and unless I can find them, we're probably going to be unable to claim that expense.  And I still need to fabricate some shelves for the other 19" rack so we can use it as a pantry....