Memories
I had a set of young adult books given to me as a kid, don’t recall who gave them to me, or exactly when they were given to me, but I dang near read the hardcovers off them.
I’m also quite proud to know that my daughter still owns them, had almost completed the hardcover removal process and that her kids are will finish that process.
And one in particular, still rings in my soul. Rascal
Why am I bringing it up? Because, in the book, Sterling recounts building a canoe in his livingroom, and I am contemplating making room for Lizzy in mine.
And it brings no small desire to return to such simpler times,,,, alas, you can never go ‘home’ again,,,
Lizzys crack extended quite a bit more than the external ‘dink’ suggested. Think gunshot wound type expansion. 1/4″ on the keel outside ends up being over on inch internal. I need to repair the glass there before I can repair the gelcoat, and
Its FLIPPIN COLD!!!
So, bring a 17’10” kayak into the house for a warmup, figure some way to be able to hoist her to ceiling while goop cures, so I can move around as well, then effect those repairs. All the sanding and stuff will go back outside, but that epoxy work must be done inside,,,
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Another small load of wood into my woodshed today. Almost made up what I have burned this week.
Its gonna be close this year, if we dont get any respite in weather.
I’m not overly concerned at this, just noting that if I am burning straight through to late March, I’m gonna need to keep doing as I did today. A truck load here, there, and keep rotating out the seasoned for the fresh. As dry as it is, the damp I put in today will be burnable by January. And not so seasoned that it burns fierce,, a good slow burn makes overnites bearable and restful since I am not up 2 or 3 times to stoke a fire. Dont worry too much about creosote build up burning all hardwoods, and regular got fires to ‘clear the pipes’ (I do check, just usually don’t need to sweep the flue unless we get serious humidity; like wet snow, for weeks,,,)
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Interesting that you mention the books – precisely the “Rascal” edition. That was my dads pet nickname for my son (he’ll be 49 in Feb. and 6′-3″) I just call him ‘The dickhead’, or other descriptive loving pet names😜 That’s only fer me to do though, anyone else would have a heap o’ pissed off Dad on their ass! As stated in a previous comment, Yep – I’m an ASSHOLE! Proud of it, got the award (in paper, no less – gotta get that thing framed!).
Interestingly, I’ve a buddy, who when somewhat(!) inebriated, was known to set his canoe up in his living room floor, get in and paddle like all hell, while singing at the top of his voice! Scary, that (the singing part)!! Comical as hell, too!
One thing about being a lone dude – ya don’t hafta please anyone but you (personal knowledge – but I’m a pain in the ass to please sometimes, too)! Bring her in the house!! Hey, a man’s gotta do what’s right – right? Just remember to duck😜
I’ll think nice thoughts and all that for ya this season, in hopes that ya don’t have a terrible winter. If ya do anyway, apologies, I tried.
Y’all take care,
Mike.
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November 21, 2022 at 5:48 pm
When I was stationed in SandDog, a buddy was rebuilding the block on his Harley, mentioned to his GF, ‘looks like it may rain, we’ll bring it inside” and just got ‘that look’. 2 hours later, she came back from shopping/something and there we are, with a panhead in peices, spread out on a tarp in the middle of the living room and her raising Cain,, his response: ‘well, ya didnt tell me NO,,,’
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November 21, 2022 at 6:25 pm