It's a modern society nowadays. Except way up Kentuck Inlet.Here, it is an untamed wilderness. Not much unlike the depths of the Amazon or Congo. There, they have tarantulas, flesh eating wildebeest, snakes and crocodiles with big teeth. Not to mention something about quicksand, I've heard.
In these parts however, we have the relentless, mind-killing drone of incessant rain, and any of the above can kill you, eventually I believe.
However, I have temporarily at least, staved off death with steadfast pursuit of a finished bathroom. And without further delay, here is the latest update.
All shower tile is in. All sink tile is in. All floor tile is in. It is 95% grouted. The toilet, sink, and faucet is installed. And the walls have been painted a semi-gloss white.
Left to do, is sealing of the grout, finish wood trim, towel and tp racks, and put the door back up. Oh ya, ever so minor texture and paint touch will then cap the project.
Added on however, is a mini-kitchen, just on the other side of the bath wall. U. Dan insisted I t-bone the hot and cold water supplies, and sink drain way back when. All on the hope that one day a kitchenette would be added. And son of a gun, if that day did not arrive sooner than I thought.
There, U.D. (as he shall forward be deemed) (it works for Michigan's U.P. right?) has already installed one base cabinet and is tiling a countertop this very afternoon. A mini-fridge has already been placed, plugged in, and immediately began to serve it's intended purpose well, in the chilling of some nice, ice cold beverages. And, I believe it is worthy of mention, I do like ice cold beverages.
In other news, I have had my first full week of work through my new pcb design venture. It seems to be going well. I hope the prospect for more work continues.
And finally, for all of those who have been crying for a new post, I say to you resoundly, "go screw off." Listen, like I said, it's a modern society, but not on the ouskirts of Coos County. Here, there is no hi-speed cable, there is no coffee shop around the corner, no. Instead, it is a nearly inhospitable environment, fraught with potential dangers lurking behind every overgrown shrub and tree. Bottom line, I'm basically marooned on a deserted planet, with no hi-speed internet. Honestly, I have no idea how we all survived the 56k era.
In any event, thank God for wireless internet thievery from the neighbors. I think they have satellite internet or something. However, it should be said now, and forevermore, I will post only when something is worth mentioning. Here, at Las Vegas and Other N. American Points dot com, we strive for only the freshest ingredients. No salt, no additives, and no msg. And best of all, I will never, hear me, NEVER simply post random jokes from random comedians, just to fill space. Our motto is, if it's not juicy fresh, it won't get posted.
So, if you want to go to those "recycled" so-called blogs, go right ahead.
But if you want quality, here is where you find it. Residing up Kentuck Inlet.
11 comments:
Hey man, I want quality. I want quality pictures of your bathroom project. But all I keep getting are shorelines.
"Swiss cheese is the only kind of cheese you can bite into and miss -
'That sandwich got cheese on it?'
'Every now and then...'"
_Mitch Hedberg
No jokes! Not even a knock-knock or yo mamma joke? What happened to your sense of humor? I second that want for quality pictures~ym
hehe, finally post a blog and everyone complains there are no pics. i for one am just happy to have you back.
Shorelines are where it's at. They are calming, offer a glimpse of a better place, and more importantly, help to elevate the soul, dude.
And besides, it's only a bathroom. It's serves function, not form. One should look beyond the surface of material goods, and instead search for the goodness in one's heart. I can't believe you are so shallow.
And yes, you are correct, no jokes. The joke stop here. Anyone who posts a joke, had might as well just superglue on the big, round, red nose. Maybe it should even honk, like an old car horn.
Thinking here, since such calamity has arisen lately, I will make you all a deal.
If one Mr. D. Dwyer actually wears a real, Barnum/Baily class, Bozo the clown nose one full day, AND during the work week I must stipulate, AND I can get solid, irefutable proof, that indeed it was worn one full day without break, then, I will A) post a real picture(s) of the bathroom, and B) post my own favorite comedian(s) of choice, jokes(s).
Oh, and by the way, Dustin's partner in time, Metta, does not count, as a reliable witness. No disrespect, it's just that the chance for collusion is too great to risk.
Let me know. Perhaps we should get a local tv crew, or an audio journal NPR type to cover the momentus day.
I look forward to your participation. Feel free to let me know which day this week I can prepare for extenssive blog coverage of your "clown casual" day at work.
And thank you Jungle man.
See, someone here knows what is important. You sir, I salute you.
That is quite the challenge. I'll have to contemplate what it may mean for me. There could be unforseen consequences. For, example, what are the health effects of inhaling red clown nose chemicals for 8 hours straight? I wouldn't want to know.
Plus what's the point? I already know your favorite comedians are Bobcat Golthwait and Eddie Murphy. You can deny it if you like, but I won't buy it.
haven't you seen that csi where the girls really into clowns?some girls are into that stuff, might open some whole new doors for you and metta. Then again some people are into dressing up like animals and rubbing up against each other
I don't know anything about clown sex, but it sounds scary. However clown nose dust should be fine. They design those things with safety in mind. How do the rodeo clowns do it? I say its cool.
Bobcat Golthwait? Isn't he dead? And Eddie Murphy? He hasn't made a good movie in ten years. As for Bobcat, I hardly liked him when I was 14. And Eddie, yes, Eddie was the man 1986-1992. But since, well, he's gone Hollywood.
As for which comedian I place highest, well, I guess you'll have to don the nose.
I knew you would deny it. But I'm satisfied with my answer. Perhaps you, sir, should don the nose for the right to prove to me that you don't actually love Bobcat Golthwait and Eddie Murphy.
ok, well, it's obvious you are too self conscience. I'm not sure I expected "Nose Day" to actually happen. I do however, get a little chuckle inside, everytime I think about you wearing a clown nose in your office, trying to conduct a normal business routine. Hey, some people may respect your decision to buck the norm..? Did I mention I'd supply the nose?
All right, no sense in beating a dead clown. I'll let it go. And who nose (nose... hehe get it!) I may just post some real pics of the bathroom one day soon.
Hey, I seriously thought about it. I just don't think I'd have the personal fortitude to make it past 9:15 in a clown nose.
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