OK, shade. I get it.
Still….
An inquisitive old fart with a camera
OK, shade. I get it.
Still….
14 years ago, we had a New Year’s Eve party in our parilla, which we had turned into a barbacoa by enclosing it. 10-12 people, and LOUD! Unbefreakinglievably LOUD in that little, masonry-walled closed-in space!
So I decided it would work better as a workshop, and added bits of 2×2″ wood to the L-shaped legs of the dining table I had thrown together for the occasion, raising it to workbench height (you can see remnants of legs lower left).
A few days ago I bought some mostly-clear 4X4″ pine, cut to length, and a 1×2″ strip to create a better overlap on the top front for clamping, and 8cm lag screws (imagine – not just smacking it together with nails as I did before!).
Finally, sturdy support for the workbench.
But it raises a significant question: Why didn’t I do this (at least) 12 years ago?
blank puzzle pieces
little plastic mysteries
smiley nonetheless
Just a reminder to be prepared for anything on a dog walk around town.
Another summer concert incoming. Quite stunning how quickly this massive scaffolding goes up. Kind of like a huge jungle gym.
I hope it has a rear-view camera.
As in “DUSTIER?” We could use some rain, but there’s none in the forecast for a week.
And yeah, I know, I could actually wash the vehicle as well.
Suddenly, in front of Syd and Gundy’s twice-reroofed-and-sided no-design neighbors’ house, an immaculate 1980s Mercedes 450SL. One of many curiosities swirling about the beginning of this strange new year.
[Note to self: turn off flash.]
On the bright side, it doesn’t say “Free Candy.”