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Working on the trim

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Rip cut set-up

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Since Antarctica

Saw another Since Antarctica show out at Fat Tuesday’s. Wonderful time. The music was, of course, awesome. The hipsters were a bit much, bouncing in front of me every time I went to take a photo. Amanda (sparklypoof) thoughtfully offered to kick their ass, for me, though.

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Summer Pool Rave

Why yes I do lead a quiet, monastic life of solitude, contemplation, and self-sacrifice. Why do you ask?

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Freaks in my Life

I grew up in Central NY. Very rural. Think pig farms, corn fields, and cow barns. Pre internet days; so if it wasn’t in the library and your friends didn’t know about it, then it didn’t exist. A fairly conservative upbringing. All within reason of course. My parents were either fairly open-minded, or at least they were willing to let me do things even if they thought those things were stupid.

But my life since then gets progressively weirder. College is obliged to be weird. But while I never even considered it at the time, you might have expected a move to DC to involve fairly conservative lifestyle. But, well, yeah, no.

Between DC, and various offshoots of my life here, I find myself exposed to, and living in, a life that is full of variety, flavor, and thank gawd, the occasional vice. My friends are a wonderfully eclectic group. As a whole, they do everything, they love everything, they try everything. And if they don’t, someone they’re about to introduce me to probably does. In the language of my rural upbringing, I’m surrounded by freaks. And I love them all. But I have a special place in my heart for the truly non-linear. The people who’ve moved whole-heartedly away from the existing social conventions. Sex, drugs, love, art, body, and home. They don’t experiment with alternative ideas; they are living them. And the extreme end of those people; the ‘strangest’ ones; the one’s who never would have existed in the small world I grew up in… those are the most amazingly sweet, caring , wonderful people. They’re the most mature, about these strange lifestyles. And they’ve never failed to smile when they see me, talk to me when needed, and watch out for me at all times. My friends are all awesome, but the freaks are truly the best.

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Take 3

This is one of those sets of images I come back to every so often, when I’ve learned new things. I try new things, see if I’m any better than I was, with my tools. Yeah I like this much better. But she was still pretty awesome to begin with.

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Home

I truly live in the ghetto.

Gardening

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Flyover

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moment

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Sunday Photoshoot

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Did a photoshoot on Sunday with Daria. Probably won’t release much from it until her project is done, though.

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WTF

One of the more disturbing things we found in this house was in the basement. A few weeks after moving in, we were checking out things down there. We’d sealed some doors and pumped in some expanding foam in a few holes. On our way out the back door, Heidi asked me to take a look at the window that was obviously behind a flap in the waterproofing that covers the walls. “What condition is it in?”

“Um… not there.”

“What?”

“It’s not there. There is no window there.”

“Well what’s there?”

“Nothing. It’s just a big gaping hole to the outside.”

Seriously. A hole, in the foundation, big enough for an adult to crawl through. All the renovations on this house. All the work. All the add ons. And they never fixed this hole. Completely bypasses security, locks, doors, everything.

Well, as soon as we were able, we picked up a window at Community Forklift. We framed in the window sill, and installed the new window.  It’s now as secure as any other part of the house. But it’s still probably my number one WTF moment so far.

 

On a more positive note, we  also installed a big 4′ x 8′ pegboard in the basement for easy storage and access to our tools. We probably should have planned ahead, though, how we were going to get it into the car to get it home.

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mess it up

You’re going to mess up sometimes. But the good part is, you get to decide how you’re gonna mess it up.

— Marilyn Monroe

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2011 in Photos

2011 is here.

2011: my year in photos. same criteria as always, which is just about anything. Some are meaningful, some are pretty, some are interesting, some…

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Basement

We’ve been working in the basement.

When we got the place, the basement was divided into four rooms: 3 functional rooms and a small ‘lobby’ area at the base of the stairs. The lobby was mostly useless… too small todo anything in; no light; too central to obstruct with storage. So Heidi suggested we take down the wall dividing the ‘lobby’ from what had been a media room, making a much larger area, with direct access from the stairs.

We also decided to take down the finished ceiling. We’d already removed part of it to get access to some pipes, a couple months ago. But there was a good chance there were more rat stuff up there. So we’ve spent the last couple weekends in demolition mode. Took out the wall. Took out the ceiling.

The wall was fairly simple. The drywall was ripped down. I pried apart what I could of the framing. And the rest gave way to a sledgehammer and sawz-all.

The ceiling… the ceiling was more interesting. I tore down the drywall by hand, with the occasional influence of the sledgehammer. Very quickly we found it was covered in rat shit. Every piece pulled down rained pellets on the floor. (Thank gawd for tyvek coveralls). Heidi was following along behind me, removing the remains of the insulation. (The rats had obviously been using it for runs and nests.) At one point, I heard a squeal, and saw Heidi run from the room. Our second rat corpse had been found, when it fell on her head.

The ceiling has been cleared. The wall is gone. For good measure, we also pulled up the carpet. (Which resulted in an immediate improvement in the smell of the basement.) This weekend has been all about the floor. We spent all of today putting in new flooring. A rough start, but it’s going in well now.

 

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New window

Replaced a window in the basement this weekend. Dug through the windows at Community Forklift until we found something about the right size. Brought it home, and removed all the old materials. Had to remove a bit of framing, (Gawd Bless Sawzalls), but it then fit nicely, and looks better than I expected.

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