I spent Sunday working on cleaning out the stuff I have collected in the carport. Wood scraps, tools, a garage door (for when I get the building permit to enclose the carport) insulation, the railings I removed from the front deck… Lots of stuff. Even the oil from my last oil change. I even hosed down the asphalt. I used to have stuff stacked up behind the house too. But after removing the destroyed shed frame (from snow sliding off the roof onto the incomplete project) I used the pad to stack my collection of materials. I also finished disassembling the cedar railings. It was a good day to get things ready for my next few projects.
I’ve been working on assembling a playground lately. Since it is designed to not hurt children it is generally pretty difficult to hurt yourself on it. I busted open my knuckles tightening down a bolt. I bleed when I make stuff.
Searching for one of our cats this morning after someone that came into the house and fell asleep on the couch but didn’t close the front door I saw this. Ryan. Ryan something on some aluminum equipment.
About two weeks ago a new CD appeared (audiophonically appeared that is) in my car. I had been enslaving Earl to help with some work projects since he was between jobs – or, as i like to call it “underemployed.” So we dug post holes and assembled bleachers and painted dugouts with this mystery CD playing 9 tracks repeatedly. A few songs stand out from it though. Oh – and the CD was from a friend of Cena & Bailee that promotes bands so it is a mixture of stuff.
The Beats, Man have a catchy tune called Beats Mand of Horses with a chorus of two fellows yelling at each other “get your horses out of my garage! get your cars out of my horse stable!” It turns out that one of our other favorites from the CD is also by them — Freedomtown. In listening to their myspace profile page songs i also really dig the song I Don’t Like Noise Bands.
Their stuff is sort of punky and electronic too. Don’t ask me about musical genres though.
Sometime in the early 80s i was in a record store in the Eastview mall (actually it seems like it was in Sears but i don’t remember them selling music). Mom was trying to sing part of a song that we were trying to buy on tape. The employee had no idea what song it was. Thanks to the internet we can now just do a quick search. I didn’t even know any of the lyrics. But fortunately the song made someones list of the best space songs ever. Enjoy. And mom, the artist is Peter Shilling and the song is Major Tom. It was a follow-up to a David Bowie song that had a less happy ending.
Yesterday after work we whipped up a few attachments to the trailer that make it a mobile bike rental unit. It can carry 10 bikes. We attached a bin on the back for helmets. Total money spent: $0. I did spend some money on 24 feet of cable to lock the bikes with though.
We’re guaranteed to rent the 8 bikes we bought to one of the cruise ships each time they’re in Petersburg. We just need to park the trailer at the harbor each Wednesday morning and then pick it back up that afternoon. We even paid for the permit to park the trailer in the city lot.
Now I need a trailer hitch on my car (ordered one tonight) and the hitch of the trailer needs to be welded. Oh, and we’re going to build a roof over the bikes too.
I was replacing one of the park signs today and love the textures from the old one.
Here’s some detail of the K. Image taken with my cell phone camera — I’ll try and get some better ones in the future.
Note the cracked paint and the fungus growing inside the routed out letter. The new sign won’t do that. Yes, I know — much less character. But the maintenance is so much easier!
