My aunt had a sauna in her basement. We thought that was remarkable, along with the wet bar and dance floor. It turned out that the original builders were going to put in a multi story condo, until they learned that zoning wouldn't allow it. The basement was meant to be the common area. So instead, they built one fabulous floor on top of the ground floor, slapped on a flat roof, and sold it as one house. I remember some nice saunas at her house. A sauna and a good shower cleans out a lot of crud in your system.

I spent this evening on the phone helping a friend in Arizona get her laptop hooked up to the Internet. All of this time, she has tried to get her old desktop to limp along online, and her laptop has been for free-standing programs and solitaire. I told her how to unplug the data line (from her modem) out of the old desktop and plug it into the laptop. She had to restart the laptop, but now she's up to speed on her newer computer. I wish I'd called a lot sooner, she has been home for a couple of weeks now. (She has done a lot of travelling, and was able to log on in some places, like her daughters' homes, and here, because we had wireless networks, but she doesn't have a router. I'm going to take my old router with me when I visit her later in the spring and see if we can't get her set up.)

Tomorrow I'll do some research for my city council talk; I need to convince them to begin a planning process for public park land, and I need to make my case in as few words as possible. I won't have their attention for long, so I need to make the most of it. I'll do a lot of the work, but I'm afraid it means putting a few noses out of joint. I'm asking the city council to make the park board responsible for more things, and I'm asking the city council to make some of the city employees do the work that the park board thought they needed to do. It's a little nerve-wracking.

SRS