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|Monday, January 19th, 2009|
Before I start the the moving of firewood from the driveway to the woodshed out back, I did some boatwork on this day off. The plywood I purchased for the project had a bunch of voids in the middle layers. it also had a wood colored putty on the cut edges to hide the fact. *Grumble* Before the boat gets painted, these need to be filled in with wood shims covered in thickened epoxy goo.
I wonder how quickly the epoxy will set in 5 degree weather.
Items that remain (off hand)
Round edges of two custom cleats
Finish mast - drill out dumb sheeve, epoxy in metal wear guard
Purchase wood for, mark and cut out tiller. Finish clear
Finish off-center board - attach chocks, clean, paint
Finish rudder - purchase hardware, attach tiller, rudder checks and rudder blade
Clean spars - yard and mast. Rebuild to laminated if possible
Finish Clean-up bottom and sides of boat
Paint sides and bottom of boat - 2 primer - 2 finish (teal)
Confirm OCB will fit in OCB trunk. Rasp trunk to size, if necessary
Finish interior. Clean up deck supports with wood-thickened epoxy. Level thwart support to fore-aft supports
Attach rudder hardware to boat
Test rudder installation on sawhorses
Prime - paint interior
|Wednesday, December 17th, 2008|
and I are hosting my family's Christmas this year. This is going to bring some 13 people of varied political opinions together in one decently but not opulently sized house, with no football game to distract.
We're also breaking with standard Christmas fare, a bit. Instead of the regular roast beef with Yorkshire pudding, leg of lamb, and/or turkey, I'm serving Corned Beef and Cabbage. I start with brisket, corn it myself, and boil vegetables alongside. It's a bit out of the regular Christmas fare.
Luckily, my brother is bringing a turkey for deep frying. We loves our deep-fried turkey. This is a huge relief to me, as I'm not sure that 6 pounds of brisket would turn into 13 servings of dinner. It seems like it should, but after pickling and boiling, it seems to all but disappear.
As a host who is a spawn of my mother, I can't help but to worry that there be both enough food for everyone, and enough variety. I'll probably make mashed potatoes and dressing to match the turkey, and cabbage, potato, and the like to match the corned beef. I'll have beets, cranberry relish and green been casserole for color.
Cheese plate, olives, and salami and crackers as starters.
Fruitcake (made from scratch, thankyouverymuch. Tasty, non-florescent and liquored all up.) and a boysenberry pie, if memory serves, so my desserts might be a little light.
Chicken nuggets and nuked Mac-and-Cheese for the under 5 crowd.
Am I missing something? Current Mood: anxious
|Monday, November 24th, 2008|
|Detroit's getting some serious love
AIG bail out costs 85 Billion
Banks in general are bailed out 700 Billion
Citi bail out shall cost (current sketchy reports) 20 Billion
I'm willing to bet the bankers went on private jets too.
Perhaps it's that the auto companies are stinky.
|Tuesday, November 4th, 2008|
|Voter Number 001
Because I had to be Imlay at god early morning today, and there was no chance that I'd be able to make it home in time to vote (Yes, that'd be after 8), I got up at around 4 a.m. to get in line. I brought my laptop, the custodian for the school let me stick around in the hall. Fate is a decent activity for that.
At 5:30, there was no one else in line. Surprise. By 6, though, I wasn't alone. Needless to say, my wait in line, after the polls opened, was incredibly short.
I think everyone who was there in the early aye am knew how they were voting long before waking up.
Got to Imlay on time, but only because they broke a hydraulic line.
|Monday, November 3rd, 2008|
|Writer's Block: A.A. Milne
Some people find Eeyore’s gloomy outlook charming. Others prefer the bouncy enthusiasm of Tigger. Who would you rather be trapped in an elevator with: Eeyore or Tigger?
Eeyore -- better eats on a mule than a tiger, if it comes to that.
|Tuesday, October 28th, 2008|
|Tuesday, October 7th, 2008|
Most boring debate I've ever seen. Tsongas/Simon would have been energetic in comparison. And was, if I recall 1988 correctly. McCain needed fireworks, and it didn't happen. The format was more broken than Mr. Froggie Pants Winnie-The-Pooh piggy bank, after a 4 foot fall. No follow-up responses? blah.
As a PSA - never have a drinking game when McCain is speaking where "my friends" is draw. Just askin' for a coma. I believe, my friends, that the count was 17. That is a fifth of liquor, my friends, a fifth.
|Saturday, September 27th, 2008|
|A sports update on my blog?
I listened to the UofM game while doing my shopping today. I always listened to the radio announcer over the TV lunkheads from the Ufer days. I only got to hear the game get to 19 zip, Wisconsin. I heard the 4 turn over quarter and thought to myself "Yep, like 1987, but with more potential".
Michigan wins 27 to 25? How'd they pull that one off?
|Thursday, September 11th, 2008|
|Wednesday, August 27th, 2008|
I gave blood today. It always wipes me out. Mr. Froggie Pants was very jealous of Baby M~, aged 5 months, for using his glider.
Sleepy. Arrakis. Kerry is speaking. Desert Plannet. Is there a connection?
Actually, Kerry is doing pretty good.
|Tuesday, August 26th, 2008|
I've walked around with a bruise all the way through my leg, pulled out a branch that went into my hand to the bone, and ran a project while walking around with pneumonia. I dressed my dad's foot wounds after surgery, where the opening was the size of a small tamarind. I can enjoy both Journey, and the ribbing I get for enjoying Journey. Hey, I am a child of the 80s. It could be so much worse
I am a wimp. Remember those little weedy remnants of people in "The Little Mermaid"? That's me.
Ted Kennedy gave that amazing speech last night after brain surgery, while taking chemo and radiation...
.. and f-in kidney stones. How does a man walk around and give a rousing speech with kidney stones?So: Boston Globe
|Sunday, August 10th, 2008|
|Home from vacation
, Mr. Froggie Pants and I met garrity
, WW & MM for camping on beautiful Higgins Lake this week. Just as an aside, that was probably the most tag and / or abbreviation heavy sentence I've ever written on LJ. It was the relaxing vacation I've had in years.
Having a parent / child ratio of 4.5 to 2.5 was great. WW is 9, now, and capable of some very mature watching. She could stay with the two under fives in one campsite, while the adults worked in the other. She is halfway to adulthood (18 / 2 = 9), so made our lives so much easier.
She also had great fun with the hoops we brought in the trailer.
We didn't gher it this year, although we considered it heavily. It's just not the same when it isn't your blood on the wood. I want to build a new gher for next year, though. After the Windsprint, and some serious yard improvements.
The Windsprint wasn't done for this vacation, which was very sad, but we did get to go sailing. We rented a Escape Rumba
from a local marina. It is a cool little boat, and has many good features, but is a dog for coming about. [Translation - the boat does not do a good job of turning it's bow through the eye of the wind. It doesn't tack well. It loses all forward momentum when trying to chnge facings, upwind, the gets in irons]. Both [Unknown LJ tag]
couldn't get the boat over. It also gave me a 3" gash on my left thigh, and innumerable scrapes on both knees. Yes, I had some serious fun in the boat, and am reinvigorated for the last push to finish the Polychrest.
It was great to see our friends from VA again. The last time we sent any significant time with them, Mr. Froggie Pants was prenatal. Much cooking, Tsuro, Ninja Burger, wine, beer, more wine, port (which is yet more wine) and talking about parenting / politics was to be had. Although both families packed as if they would be camping alone, it soon became very communal. Our milk and butter on their bread and glasses. Makes for soft bread and smeared, greasy glasses, but you know what I mean.
I was only too happy to relinquish fire poking to an expert.
Tomorrow, back to work. I believe I'll look about 4 years younger than I left.
|Friday, July 18th, 2008|
|That vision thang
My glasses are gone. Gone far way, gone ahead. Sorry Anne, I'll stop now. I'm not sure, but I think Mr. Froggie Pants flushed them. They were well past due on replacement (I tend to buy very good frames, and keep them too long. This pair came to me in 2003, during my titanium phase. Of course, my computer still is titanium...)
Anyway, when I started driving, my vision was around 20/400. Because of the mini painting, my convergence is still a few centimeters from my nose, so no bifocals in the near future for me. The doctor likes whatever I'm doing, and what my eyes are doing.
I'm currently around 20/30. I need the glasses for the slight astigmatism, and for great clarity, but I could drive without them if I retook the test.
Weird Current Mood: weird
|Thursday, July 3rd, 2008|
|A day in the life
7:45 - Start getting phone calls (4) on site issues - respond and resolve
8:40 - Check email - 2 legal, 6 project specific require action
9:00 - Meet with consultant - general "touchy feeley" meeting because his major employee left
9:30 - Meet with consultant's new major employee to pick up where project left off
10:00 - Do monthly payment form (15 pages of spreadsheet) for contractor
10:30 - Leave for meetings with contractor
10:50 - Prep for meeting
11:00 - Meeting on issue one with contractor (15 participants)
11:45 - Meeting on issue two with contractor (5 participants)
12:15 - Meeting on issue three with contractor (4 participants)
1:00 - Lunch and/or travel
2:00 - Get all from boss - drop after plans need to write change on two contracts (previous involvement on said projects - nil
2:15 - Get call from another section of department. Need me to do something at their office, or two (other) contractors don't get paid for weeks
3:30 - Finish boss' changes
4:00 - Finish critical paperwork before on vacation
4:30 - Go to other department section. Done
5:00 - Last meeting of the day - give some information to boss regarding projects
5:15 - Turn in mileage report (at between 500 and 900 miles a month on personal vehicle, this is important)
5:30 - Leave.
It's not necessarily the hours, it's the compression.
I'm on vacation, as of today, to decompress.
* In defense of the boss, the guy who runs the project is on vacation.
|Saturday, June 28th, 2008|
|RIP - Edmonds Tinee Rocket
Today, after My Froggie Pants and I flew his my and his rocket, once each. My Tinee went up, and went down somewhere. Out there. In the middle of a small woods.
It's okay. My Froggie Pants has been told, with each launch, that to fly a rocket is to be willing to lose it. It was a sweet little rocket though.
I hope that someone finds it. It flew 8 times for me - and I see no reason for it not to fly that many times more.
|Tuesday, June 24th, 2008|
|We don't want rocketeers here
So Mr. Froggie Pants and I were flying rockets today. We got off one launch of the Edmonds Tinee, using an A3-4T Engine (A decent, but very small engine). The rocket went nicely up in the air, ejecting the engine exactly as it should, and gliding down over many circles. Beautiful flights all around.
The only problem was the park ranger - no Rockets in Pittsfield Township Parks.
I spoke to the local hobby shop, and they've given many good ideas where to fly instead. The Pittsfield Township park was so convenient, though.
Mr. Froggie Pants was so disappointed.
|Thursday, June 19th, 2008|
A friend of mine, who's sick right now, was cheered by a recent phone call.
You see, he and I used to have an ongoing "argument" every spring. I'd say "Kite Season!", he'd respond "Rocket Season!" No argument was developed further than that. My son, who loves "Toy Story" right now, wanted a rocket. Rockets are great education things. I'm all for it.
I called friend D~, and had Mr. Froggie Pants say "Rocket Season!" I didn't much for his upper respitory, but his diaphragm got something of a workout.
The family went rocket launching today, after dinner. The first 4 launches was of m Edmonds Tinee Rocket Glider
. Nearly lost it on the first launch, but sapphireone
found it. It's a fun little thing, relatively cheap to build and launch. The second launch was probably the best. It flew up about 200 feet (remember - it's a rocket glider. If it went up the Estees 1000+ I'd never see it again) and flew a slow spiral, just shy of one period, and landed about 10 feet from the launch pad.
The last launch was a failure. I suspect carbon on the launch rod stuck it, and it bounced off the ground a few seconds before popping the engine out. An onlooking family shouted, good natured, "Don't worry about it, NASA crashes too!".
We then got our Mr. Froggie Pants big rocket. This is the Estes Liquidator
. A payload rocket than can, I kid you not, put liquids into the air. We used apple juice with the battle cry of "Pee in Space!". This is the height of funny for the 3 year old set. The rocket, with 4 oz of ballast, uses 2 parachutes and a D engine. I've never used a D before, and it scared me a touch. The rocket went up with a huge sound, flew a nice 500+/- feet, and the pieces came down. Mr. FP was heart broken that a fin came free. I told him it would be no problem to fix. It's fixed.
The final two launches was with Mr. Froggie Pant's Alpha III. This is the Loss-Leader Riders was selling Christmas Time. Basically, during the sale, you got a launch pad, launcher, rocket, 3 engines with wadding etc., for 5 bucks less than the pad. This rocket has gone up about 12 times so far, and has done very well for us. We nearly lost it on its first launch (I could have sworn I grabbed an A8-3, not the B6-4), but since then it's been very predictable.
I hope these kind of activities will be the memories that sustain him through tough times like his first finals in college.
|Sunday, June 8th, 2008|
|We are a biking family
We received my MiL's old bike for sapphireone
a few weeks ago, with the understanding that it might need some work. Indeed, it appeared so, with double flats and a rim that seemed bent out of shape.
At Mr. Froggie Pants insistence, I looked at the rim - it was the mud thing that was bent, not the rim. Two seconds of push fixed it. Both wheels grabbed the brakes evenly. The flat tires were filled mostly by Mr. Froggie Pants. I just had to top them off.
I ran through the gears. The low front gear is problematic, but there's still a bunch of working ones. I've never used the low front gears on my bike anyway.
Between this bike, Mr. fritz_et_al
's spare bike that I've been using all summer, and the bike trailer for Mr. FP, we can go anywhere in Ypsi.
|Saturday, June 7th, 2008|
In an interview, I would answer the hero question "I have two heroes I've never met - Jimmy Carter and Phil Bolger. I remember back in 1980 when the pundits said that people wouldn't be able to remember Mr. Carter because of his ineffectiveness. What so deeply moves me about Mr. Carter is what he's done after the high-point of his life. Between his efforts in Habitat for Humanity and his foundation, he has been the most effective once president in my lifetime.
You probably don't know Phil Bolger. He's a marine designer who has the most unfettered by tradition approach to boat design I've ever seen. He's the designer of the frigate used in the "Master and Commander" movie as the HMHV Surprise. He lets performance and project need rule to the point where two of his designs could only be identified as by the same person by the handwriting."
I'm building a Bolger right now. Yesterday, I discovered a one inch error in his drawings. It really doesn't matter in terms of the design - there are at least four ways to fix the problem easily. But it's good to know that my heroes are human.
|Wednesday, May 21st, 2008|