That day.

my friends the dark day has arrived when I must work through lunch. It’s happened before, but it has always been my own doing. Today I fear I have no choice but to forgo my lunch of liesure.

Who decided to make these cover panels out of macaroni?

My office has been extremely busy lately. Some of the work I’ve been doing has been fun, but it’s still mostly on the welder side of the business. This means instead of crazy fun motion and gadgets, I’m designing static supports, water cooling paths, and electrical covers. Not the ideal mechanical engineer’s job.

ahh well. Perhaps, in an effort to make the job more exciting I’ll start slipping in clever patterns and symbols into my designs. The possibilities are endless!

Random ttool shop worker #1: “… I swear… whenever I look at the welder from this particular angle, the water cooling pipes make a design that looks suspiciously like the rolling stones logo.”
Random ttool shop worker #2: “not only that… have you seen the new support bars? They have the words ‘rockstar approved’ etched into them.”

I’m tired.

wow am I tired. The recent housework on top of a hard week of work and fitness 2005 has resulted in an excessive tiredness. Hopefully I’ll catch up soon.

lately I’ve been trying to think of good names for the new band. any suggestions?

Two shorts

Quote:

If a rock falls on an egg, too bad for the egg;
If an egg falls on a rock, too bad for the egg.
-anon.

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Jesse and I went food shopping after rock climbing. We were thirsty.
we bought:
1 gallon milk
2 half gallons of cran-rasberry
32 hi-C juice boxes
1 half gallon of orange juice
1 quart pineapple juice

Liquidtastic!

The gravelike sketch room

I had a very tiring weekend. I got the acclaim to crap fixed, picked up a bed from Jill’s family, entertained many-a-guest, and did quite a bit of home improvement.

and that is where my story begins. Jesse and I were deep into our to-do list putting insulation on our heating pipes in the basement.

As you can see from the following diagram, there are two very sketchy holes in the wall of our basement.

Basement of Terrors!

I would like to refer to these rooms as ‘sketch room #1′ and ‘sketch room #2′. Each of these rooms had a two heating pipes that led into them and up through the floor to heat our foyer and music room. They needed insulation, and as I have a smaller build than Jesse, I was the obvious choice for the job.

I climbed into ‘sketch room #1′ first. And really, it wasn’t that sketchy. the floor was dirt, but there was enough room for me to comfortably scoot underneath each heating pipe and insulate it, and there was enough light for the job. It was quick.

Sketch room #2 was extremely frightening. Pitch dark. Hundreds of cobwebs laced with dead spiders and egg sacks filled the space. Glass and nails stuck up out of the uneven dirt floor. The ceiling was low and the trash and mud seemed to move as my flashlight flitted over them. I needed to focus all my energy on the task at hand and keep my mind as far away from the creatures that were undoubtedly crawling up my legs. I kept expecting to see human bones half buried in the dirt.

Our house is awesome.

bad karma

Another Epic with the Acclaim to Fame Crap!

Thursday night around 8:40pm after rock climbing Jesse dropped me off at a parking lot to pick up my car. We both started heading home with the intention of going to the food store and then back to the house to cook some tasty eats.

As we pulled out of the driveway, I got a flat. So I pulled over, Jesse, driving behind me, stuck his head out of his window and said “dude, something’s seriously wrong with your tire.” So I drove 40 ft down the road to the gas station across from the home depot pulled in and geared up for some tire changing thrills.

We got out the spare and jack for the tire replacement, took the hubcap off (which cracked and snapped in numerous spots), and started loosening the bolts. We soon learned that two of them were stripped. We decided that we needed tools, so we drove back to the house in Jesse’s car and got my tool box. Back at the acclaim, we used clever mechanical skills to get one of the bolts off, but the other was still badly stripped. I called my dad who suggested we go to home depot across the street and buy the necessary gear to get the bolt off. Jesse and I applauded his suggestion, put all my tools in the car, and then I shut the door.
Locking all my tools, tire-replacing gear, and keys in the car.

Then I freaked out a bit because the keys were locked in the car.

So we went to home depot and bought some tools. I called Galecki because I rememebed him once saying he had a slim jim, which can open locked cars. Sure enough he did, so he got his stuff together and started heading over. Jesse and I got back to the car, and decided to go McGyver on the doors. Jesse had two old winshield wipers in the back of the car so we took those apart and pulled out the two thin metal strips that support the blade from each. We then pried open the door a bit from the top, and slid the pieces into the car trying to hook the lock with the metal strips.

After 20 minutes, we actually got the door open. While it sounds simple enough, it was a minor miracle. We were extremely proud of our ingenuity and clever manipulation of junky windshield wipers. I called Galecki to tell him that we didn’t think we needed his help anymore, but he said he was only 2 minutes away and he had a bunch of tools that would most likely help with the stripped nut. So we started the process again of trying to take off the stubborn nut.

Galecki arrived with a good tool which we used to get the nut off and quickly replace the tire. While we had the tire off, we figured out a few of the other problems with the car. first, the shocks need replacement badly, and second, the two big springs in the back of the car have broken stops. The stops inside each spring prevent any violent actions when the spring is fully compressed. But my stops had fallen off into the springs. So the spring was acting as a mini-prison for these metal and rubber stops. That with the shock problem is a likely cause for all the banging and clanging as I drive anywhere.

I have hopes that I will be able to fix these problems this weekend. The car will be might be as good as new!