Turtle Pond

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Random crap (this one's for you, lughead!)

If I flip this coin, what are the chances of me getting head?

Mix Turtle!

Friday, August 15, 2008

Cuteness, messiness, and eew!

The next three pictures will get progressively worse, depending on how easily you are disturbed. It will, however, reveal something about me you probably didn't know.


1. Apparently, even dogs blink when you snap the shutter.




2. Lasagna is still too fun to contain.




3. Turtles and chopsaws don't mix.



I told you so. The dude in the car was just trying to be like me.

Anyways, it's been almost 8 years since I lost a very strongly worded argument with a saw. Answers to the most popular questions;

Q. Did it hurt?
A. Not at all. Shock took care of that. Unfortunately, about 30 minutes later, shock wore off and the morphine hadn't completely kicked in yet. Then it hurt like hell.

Q. Do you ever have phantom pains or phantom feelings (like it's still there)?
A. Not at all.

Q. Can you still use your hand/finger?
A. I had an awesome hand surgeon and adjusted easily. I still have complete feeling in every part (that is left) of my finger. I do use my middle finger for most things that used to take an index finger, like left-clicking the mouse. Buttons are mildly annoying, but that's about it.

Q. Are you self-conscious about it?
A. Obviously not. Most people work with me days or even months before they notice it. When I did more commercial electrical work and wore gloves most days, some went years without noticing. It doesn't affect my work and I don't make a big deal about it. I screwed up once and it makes a good training aid from time to time when you want to drive home the topic of safety at work. Like I tell them , go to a hospital and ask an accident victim if they expected to end up there that day. I do feel a little weird waving to people behind me in traffic, because I know if I relax my ring finger it could easily be confused for giving them the bird.

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Sunday, August 10, 2008

Remember what mom told you.........

Man's Arm Severely Injured When Car Brushes Against Pole

Unfortunate, and odd.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Greatest drill bits EVER!



Normally, we have to get pretty pissed about something in order to blog about it, right? I'm attempting to turn the tide and actually blog about something positive (besides the generic NyQuil - sweet, sweet, non-congested angel of sleep!). I picked up 4 of these drill bits on Amazon a couple weeks ago when I was in a shopping frenzy:
http://www.amazon.com/WoodOwl-03807-Tri-Cut-18-Inch-Chipper/dp/B0009OAJMQ
http://www.amazon.com/WoodOwl-03809-Tri-Cut-18-Inch-Chipper/dp/B0009OAJNA
http://www.amazon.com/WoodOwl-03707-Tri-Cut-8-Inch-Chipper/dp/B0009OAJHQ
http://www.amazon.com/WoodOwl-03709-Tri-Cut-4-Inch-Chipper/dp/B0009OAJIA


The only drawback I can find for these bits is the utter necessity to wear gloves and eye protection. If they encounter a nail, they will not bind or kill the end of your bit. They will shower you with molten bits of nail as they plow on through. No more filing the tip of the auger bit trying to get a few more holes out of it.

I'll update if/when one of these bits actually dies. They also self-feed like a mother@#*%^! The 7-1/2" lengths are great for the cordless drill. It's a little more awkward and sharp to carry around in your bags than a regular paddle bit, but I used to buy 5/8" paddle bits in bulk before this! They also work awesome in the Hole Hawg/right angle corded drill. I didn't see them in 7/8" diameters, but I've been doing fine with the 3/4", and they have 1" and bigger, too.

There are some other WoodOwl tri-blade bits that are non-nail-eating, but leave clean holes. I haven't tried them yet, and have no need. The ones I bought will leave some sparring at the front and backs of the holes, but the hole itself is pristine and I don't have to knock out a big chip of wood on the backside before I pull wire like I do with the traditional ship auger bits.

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Speaking of quality building...

I've ranted before about how bad our house is, but I realized today that nobody out there understands the degree of poor craftsmanship involved. Now granted, the main problems are;
  1. The house is old
  2. The house is on a poor foundation which itself rests on hydraulic clay (that expands and contracts with, um, copious amounts of rain).
  3. The house is single wall construction There's very little drywall or studs, and no insulation. A few beams and mostly 1" thick solid wood planking around all the outer walls. Prevalent in older Hawaiian homes. I've never seen it anywhere else. Even the mighty Google found very little information on it.
So, since a picture speaks a thousand words, here's an essay. You may need to click on some of these and view them full-size to grasp the details.

The door on the left was added on a few years ago and is actually level, but the siding isn't.

The roof extends out over our "garage" from the house. As far as I can tell, that 4x4 post is original, the beam hasn't moved, and the cinderblock wall is definitely original. So why does it lean in about 10 degrees?

This crack in the foundation starts under the Pergo in the kitchen, runs out the Lanai (patio) all the way to the exterior of the house.

More superb concrete work



On the left, the floor in the kitchen, on the right, the floor in my daughter's room at the other end of the hall. The 4 foot level doesn't have a bubble-reading that far off....

Just say the word "hurricane" and we'll be packing off to grandma's.

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Pathetic...

Which in case you're wondering, is how I handle having a nasty cold. So bad I had to break out the generic Safeway brand NyQuil on its ass. That slowed it down, but it continues to punch back. Waaaa. I'm ready for my nap.

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Saturday, August 2, 2008

Time to detox my computer

I came home today to find that my wife had been perusing the web on my rig. No big deal. She has her own computer, but mine is usually running or more convenient. What I found was very disturbing though. Many, many searches for "pink beanbags." Apparently, she has some decoration ideas for our (~18 month old) daughter's room. Ugh. Pink already? Yet again I will be condemned to the "pink" isle at the toy store? *shiver!* I feel the need to go burn something, or beat something with a wrench. Maybe I'll pour motor oil on something, light it on fire, and beat out the flames with my Craftsman toolbox.

Pink.

This is how I feel right now:
The scene in Monsters Inc. where Boo sneezes on Mike Wazowski, and he sprays his eye with disinfectant.

(I tried hard to get a picture or clip of that scene, and then gave up)

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