:: Recurve

So I found out the wooden bow is a Recurve Bow and when the string is on it pulls the arms back. Very cool.

I think I' might change my class to Archer. But I will not cut my mane... not yet.

:: Sunday, more like Wunday

Because I won today.

Spent the weekend cleaning the reno garbage and the backyard mess. My landlord and I went to the dump today and yesterday. Each in a vehicle. That's a lot of stuff. Now the backyard is b-e-a-utiful and much more nice to be around. So here's where I won...

BOOM! _Two_ free bows and 5 arrows (not pictured). Now I know what Link feels like every time he finds a bow and some arrows. Heres the thing, the blue one is a simple beginner/practice style bow but the other is very nice real wood and the way the grip is you have to hold it so the tongs (I'll look up what they're really called later) are facing forwards.... refer to next picture.
Straight out of my dreams and into my ready-to-shoot-you hands.Just friggin' cool. They both need strings but I'm going to look around more and see if I can find more arrows or even a quiver!
I made stand for Macky. Helps with the angle for typing and also for the screen viewing.
It has been made of the wood taken from the old counter so it matches perfectly, in the previous picture you can also see the brick-shield I made so scratches are limited to EVERYTHING ELSE THAT COMES NEAR IT. Mac's are made to look worn after a stiff breeze hits em..... I still love it. Scars prove life. I could use a few more myself.
This is the newly cleaned pretty backyard and guest appearance by Lorraine, the homeowner. She loves flowers. I love Guinness. Can you see my Guinness? The flowers out number him but by god, if it's a scrap they want, it's a scrap they'll get!!!


And here is 3 pictures of the most phenominal rainbow I have ever seen. First off, pictures never do a rainbow justice. Second, this thing went from earth-to-earth, and had a sister rainbow above him, also earth-to-earth. It was soooooooo vivid. I biked over to a manbridge over a main street so I could get a better picture but the wind up there was blowing rain pretty much completely horizontally at me from the rainbow. I couldn't bring myself to risk wrecking my new digicam for it. It was so windy I could barely bike to the bridge. If I stopped peddling I started rolling backwards. I don't think it wanted it's picture taken. I think it wanted to be remembered or forgotten, not be locked in a photo.


But oh well. That's my awesome day. Dig it.

:: I wish you weren't a liar

Not done.
Done!
Mudded. (I've already sanded and mudded again, should be ready for tiles now)


So I didn't update last night. I lied. I'm a liar.

But I do drive a Dodge Stratus.

:: Tools of the Pouch

This is my work pouch and the tools I use all the time.
The roach featured in this pic in NOT work related. These are laid out by layer from front to back.
I don't need two pencils and I always keep a stock of brand new pencils on my truck but Marcello had some cool blue ones and I saw him give one away. I'll be damned if I didn't complain 'till I got one too. So far it has performed well.
This is her all put together. I think the pouch was made for cell phones but it works as a great tool pouch. The loop on the side is where I hang my radio. Yell "Draw!" and I'll have a screwdriver and my blade in hand so fast you'll wonder if the gun you're carrying will be enough. Probably it will be. Don't shoot me.

Okay, I'm going to update again tonight but I need to go get some hotdogs. Hopefully the butchers open or I'm going to have a complete mental breakdown. Everyday ends but this one better wait until I get my dogs.

:: The Crew

This here's Cliff, lead installer and often my partner. That's Terry in behind, our cutter. Both of these dogs have been working glass for longer than i have lived. For sheer strength these two are Daily=esque. Physically it doesn't make sense.
Paul and your's truly. He runs the edging machine and the beveler and cuts holes in glass...etc ,etc, etc. He takes breaks like a union worker and gets away with it because he's cute.
Meet Marcelo... I think is how you spell it. It is pronounced Mar-cello. Like the beginning of March and then the string instrument, the cello. He coordinates _everything_. It's crazy.
This is one of my now 2 bosses, Francois (talking to Jason [lead 2 and partner]). He's french in blood and spirit while Jason is french in blood but more western in spirit. Franky is great to party with and Jason is a party to work with. It works great.



Great great great.
This is my other boss, Mark. He smiles a lot and is a ninja so everybody loves him. The only people who don't like him are rival ninja glass salesman. But they still respect him.
This is Danielle (sp?). She's one of the three front end ladies. I call her "D" with a nod to D back at Continental, xo. Two dears.


And did you catch the double brackets? I'm getting better.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYNN my sis is 19 now and as sweet as the sunshine.
Outback memories...

So giv'r sis. Booze well.
Reno updates soon. My shower works :]

:: Masamune

So this is the new layout. Less scrolling! More colours! Better Prizes! Excess punctuation!!!

In order that makes most sense:
1. Happiness is your own fridge... I mean _in_ your own fridge ; )

2. Sky above me playing keep-up in a field.

3. The fridge entirely. I have a mustard shelf.

4. Mac-lap talking to Silent Chant outside! I'm tech. I heard once that robots are actually technology shaped like square people.

5. This is dog 1/2. Her name is joey but everyone calls her puppy. She's 14 and that's not her notebook. This picture makes her look happy which is misleading. She's neither happy nor sad. She's purgatory. And I don't care what she tells you, she can get up stairs just fine.

:: The Verdict

Alan's body just said no.
The tests came back all showing my organs are still working properly. This is a good thing. However not knowing why my liver hurt and I was uber thirsty all day and night for 10 days is troubling. The doctor thinks it was:

10hrs of drinking
2oz flu/cold
splash of sun stroke
w/a twist of some complete exhaustion

Mix and serve on ice or in a bowl, preference pending.

Since 2 days ago I've been on the ups. And the ups rocks. So now here I am, like anyone of you who hates being sick, thinking the only way to get more free time to relax and eat better so I stay healthy is to work and try harder.... which can get you sick. You just can't win in this world. If you slack you miss out and if you try you get knocked down. Shitfuck.

HOWEVER

If Rocky 1 through infinite taught me anything its not about being knocked down, it's about getting back up. And hey, everyday ends.

This one's for Apollo.















I'm going to fight you, Steve.

:: Work Everywhere

There's no controlling how much work I have to do. My pictures are getting backed up. Here goes.
It starts this morning with my first job. I had to change out the eight windows around the door. The ones on the left are done and I've just gotten the top one out of the right side. Took me 4.5 hours to do. And the inside still needs repainting and finishing.
This is the current state of my shower. Since my last pictures though I've stepped aside and a real plumber and his carpenter girlfriend/wife have gotten it to this point. I can't wait to use it.
While Dan and Becky work on my shower I've been working on my room. I took the carpet out and the bottom of the two outside walls. And thank goodness. Calgary flooded last night and ruined a lot of houses and roads. This is what came through my window.
Before I took the insulation out you can see the old mouse nests in the walls. It was like a city but now it's a ghost town.
And this is a safe built into the basement floor by the previous owners. They grew pot in the garage but were caught and fled Calgary before their court date. This safe hasn't been opened since. I definitely plan on opening it but I realized that the water went to it and its probably really gross.

:: A Day Off

So I took the day off of work today because I had a hard time making it through Thursday. I felt real crummy. But I had one more thing I had to get done before I could truly rest.

............................!TITLE FIGHT! Shower Stall vs. Yours Truly........................................
The pitch.
I think of it like a progress bar. Imagine you could make the bar go faster? Inspiring.
Casualties.
Guest apperences by Thor's hammer and the pick of destiny
The concrete slab gave up at about 4/5 of the way through. Next time I'm buying a bigger hammer... :p


I thought of a new thing. Dedication days. But moving on,

The winner of the fight wearing high-class professional safety gear.
Shower carcass. It is disgusting.

I won't even show you the grosser pics. There could be kids watching. But instead I can leave you with this question,
Do you think this cow looks like me too?

Stay on the sunny side of the street folks.