Whoa boy howdy, yesterday was a foot stump'n good day. I readed all my normal blogs, the not so excit'n news an' turn me on some cajun music. In nuttin flat, I wasrshed up that sink full of greasy dishes an' put 'em all away in their proper place. That folks, is something to brag about.
A big ol' trash bag was closed up an' placed on the floor next to the door. Due to the weather conditions yesterday, that bag is still sit'n there this morn'n. A walk up the street to the dumpster was not on my agenda. The floors was sweeped an' half ass mopped. Half ass mopped means they were "damp mopped". The desktop was cleared of all kinds of stuff that don't belong on a desktop. "Sally da house" is look'n like a house.
But that was yesterday. This morn'n, the desktop has all kinds of junk lay'n on it. Hobby junk from work'n on the tug boat yesterday. At this rate, the tug boat will be completed in short notice. Way sooner than I was want'n.
Yesterday, the masts were rigged. That means string, turnbuckles, tiny little eyelets an' shit like that. More rope pull'n dooflotchies (bits) was added to the decks. Another life boat was constructed.
Now, let me tell ya bout that rigging for the masts. On a real boat, rigging is installed so's the mast don't fall over an' hit a deckhand on his noggin while out in heavy seas. Or New York harbor. I look at the instructions for mak'n turnbuckles. I don't like that. Modification is in order. We talk'n Dremil tool, needle nose pliers an' tweezers.
Ten solid brass turnbuckles was constructed. That thingy up against the rail, that is a bit. Six of them was constructed.
Ok, I don't like the color of that string. In order for it to look like real rope, it needs to be tan....or something like that. A trip to Walmart is in order.....tan elastic thread.
A big ol' trash bag was closed up an' placed on the floor next to the door. Due to the weather conditions yesterday, that bag is still sit'n there this morn'n. A walk up the street to the dumpster was not on my agenda. The floors was sweeped an' half ass mopped. Half ass mopped means they were "damp mopped". The desktop was cleared of all kinds of stuff that don't belong on a desktop. "Sally da house" is look'n like a house.
But that was yesterday. This morn'n, the desktop has all kinds of junk lay'n on it. Hobby junk from work'n on the tug boat yesterday. At this rate, the tug boat will be completed in short notice. Way sooner than I was want'n.
Yesterday, the masts were rigged. That means string, turnbuckles, tiny little eyelets an' shit like that. More rope pull'n dooflotchies (bits) was added to the decks. Another life boat was constructed.
Now, let me tell ya bout that rigging for the masts. On a real boat, rigging is installed so's the mast don't fall over an' hit a deckhand on his noggin while out in heavy seas. Or New York harbor. I look at the instructions for mak'n turnbuckles. I don't like that. Modification is in order. We talk'n Dremil tool, needle nose pliers an' tweezers.
Ok, I don't like the color of that string. In order for it to look like real rope, it needs to be tan....or something like that. A trip to Walmart is in order.....tan elastic thread.
Now it's time to get online with Amazon an' order me 5 pounds of lead. At the present time...."rat now", the tug boat weighs right at 5 pounds. The 5 pounds of ballast should make it sit in the water up to the water line (where the red an' black paint meet). This sucker is ready for the bath tub...or a pond, lake, the Gulf of Mexico. Yeee haw....I can hardly wait.
This dad gum hip is kill'n me again. An' that right foot, it feel like I got a 16 penny nail in it. The lower back is still under control. Thanks to good liv'n an' a bunch of Advils.
Speak'n of good liv'n, I ain't been do'n too bad lately. I got my ups an' downs....cuss a little bit from time to time, but I'm accept'n the way things are. I've slowed way to hell down, do what little I can an'....I can live with that....an' I grin a lot when I make a good decision. Sadie Mae an' me spend a lot of time sit'n in that chair (the recliner) an' we talk a lot. Although I have no idea what she say'n. What matters most....I'm comfortable.
I think you have gremlins who come out at night and mess up your neat and clean house. I got 'em too.
ReplyDeleteOh, Billy Bob, it is gorgeous. You have an eye.
ReplyDeleteWhat is the length of the tug boat? Width?
ReplyDeleteYou sound happy and content. That's what life should be.
ReplyDelete"Sadie Mae an' me spend a lot of time sit'n in that chair (the recliner) an' we talk a lot. Although I have no idea what she say'n."
ReplyDeletejajajajajajaja!! Thanks, that made my night :D
Now that is one awesome looking tugboat, soon ready to be launched.
ReplyDeleteLooking good, Billy Bob, and the tug, too. So glad you're feeling better, or at least accepting the modicum of discomfort that you have. Gonna have to get another sumthing to build to get you through February and into March, to golfing and fishing weather, huh?
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