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Has it been 10 days in the house? Well, to be frank, the house ain't all bad. Nothing other than chow, franks, and the NBA; sprinkle in my guitar and a few close friends and we can close this deal. "The House" deal, or a.k.a. what I have been doing since I arrived this past Tuesday. I'm hoping to slap some tracks on Mr. Cameron's machine, but I'm waiting for some free time to pop open. All I know is that I will present The Seymour Essays to you, sooner or later, or never, or I hope not, or please don't laugh at me.