In my back yard there sits (a) a rotten deck and (b) a pile of fresh lumber. By the time the weekend is over, I plan having (a) a fresh deck and (b) a pile of rotten lumber instead. Its gonna be an expensive summer. We paid about a grand for the deck lumber, and as soon as the weather cooperates we will be spending another six grand to paint the house, paint the metal roof, and replace/paint all of the gutters. Ahhh, the joy of home ownership. At least I have a cash-starved teenager to exploit as slave labor on the deck this weekend! . . . .