Monday, February 25, 2008
Dovetail chests
I'm thinking of making a toy chest for Grandson Will, for his one year old birthday in June.
These are not totally inspiring, but they give me ideas.
My version will have no sharp edges, and will borrow some design elements from the Herreshoff Columbia Yacht Tender.
Follow Up
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Maybe something happened that I haven't noticed yet.
Tuna Lips said...
I have been hobbled lately, got me a hitch in my gitalong ever since the Over 50 Hootenany we put on Thursday last. Cut myself several rugs. But since then I have been pained severe like in my feet. So this mornin' I forsook the traditional medicine types and had the a corn removed from my left foot by a toothless Vietnamese gal. This was one wrinkled gook; no facial was gonna smooth out them weathered looks. She sure could wield a skin peeler. It was like the screws had been loosened in my puppy, she havin' worked her Oriental magic. So that might be the vibration in the universe you senses.
Crazy slope gave me a crack in the crotch when I tried to show some appreciation for her medification. That may also account for it. The balancing of the cosmic winds. Which I also got from eating that pickled cabbage she offered.
Prepare for Greatness
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I feel like this will be a great day, but I have nothing scheduled that would indicate this.
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My plan today is pretty mundane - prepare the books for taxes, survey some cell sites that we have orders for modifications, issue some overdue purchase orders, get ready for a customer meeting tomorrow, cut some vendor checks.
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By the end of the day, I'll let the Peeps know if this was a day to remember.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Basement Marathon Start
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The spirit really doesn't move me today, but I agree that it has to get done.
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I have to set the Nordic Track Treadmill back up down there, for when I migrate from the Cybex Bike and actually start running. But that won't happen for at least another month, when I will have shed another 10 lbs. or so. The treadmill has a lot of bounce and gives my weighted body a better introduction to the pounding of running before I head out onto the streets for serious mileage.
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The key to getting to the Marine Corps Marathon next fall is to remain injury free. That means that I have to get into shape in order to get into shape. Patiently stay on the stationary bike until my weight drops, then migrate onto the low impact treadmill. By May or June, I'll be ready for the jolt of paved roads, and that gives me plenty of time to put the Marathon training mileage in by the end of October.
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I seriously don't plan to beat Towne, but I will annihilate any of you other pretenders who decide to take the challenge. Especially my ArchRival, Joe Collins.
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Mike Nestor is considering making the commitment, and I haven't made the pitch to Katelyn, Ryan and Courtney yet. I fully expect the Crawford Brothers to engage now that they have recovered from their humiliating defeat by the Kenyan at Boston last year.
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I'm thinking that I'll have to order about 50 - 100 Nanepashemet Peeps Marathon Shirts to meet the demand for participants and their significant others.
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I'm not winning the carbs battle though. How the hell do you expect me to give up pasta and bread??? That's worse torture than water boarding.
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The key to getting the basement in order will be to take it in small steps, so that it doesn't appear to be overwhelming and doesn't cut into my other obligations. Katelyn said that she would help me, but the last time I checked the weather report, Hell wasn't freezing over.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Calling Out Towne
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He ran in a marathon in Austin, Texas this February, and finished at 3:08:28, 2nd in his age division.
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Would I like a piece of him at the Marine Corps Marathon next October!!!!
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Bob, You're going to have to bear down and sharpen up. Looking for you to confirm your appearance at the epic field of honor this fall.
Repeat Blog Visits
Linguini with Clam Sauce
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A little butter (ie - a whole stick), the clams, some Frank's Red Hot Sauce, parsley, chives, dryed garlic, red hot pepper, black pepper, a little salt, the pasta.... then some romano cheese sprinkled on the top... it is the Food of the Gods.
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The trick is to mix all of the ingredients except for the Romano and let them sit in the kettle and meld the flavors into the pasta.
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Tommy deserves it after snowblowing my drive way this morning. He says he'll check with Linda.
A Wise Choice
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Luckily for my wallet and my sobriety, Joanne and I were serving steamed clams that Jim Bob and Kathy Peabody brought over to the house last night. Then we watched "Gone Baby Gone" with Casey Affleck's brother Ben portraying the grittier side of Boston. In the Bonus Features, they emphasized that they grew up in Boston, but they actually grew up in Cambridge which is the other side of the moon from the Dorchester culture that was featured in the movie.
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A great flick though. It's still painful to see actors try to capture Boston accents. You can pick out the foreigners a mile away.
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The lack of throbbing pain in my head this morning is testament to my better judgment last night.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Craig Ferguson
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This guy is hilarious. His thick Scottish accent allows him to say all sorts of outlandish stuff with impunity. He is a quick wit like Robin Williams and I guarantee you will get a laugh out of him.
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It will disrupt your good night's sleep, but it's worth it.
Pandering Priorities
I thought that the Navy missile destroying the satellite in space was big news. A huge technological and engineering success. With its load of toxic chemicals, the satellite represented a serious threat.
WASHINGTON (CNN) -- "Pentagon officials said they think a Navy missile scored a direct hit on the fuel tank of an errant spy satellite late Wednesday, eliminating a toxic threat to people on Earth."
It was a big story.
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Larger that Roger Clemens and his wife on steroids.
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Larger that Senator McCain having the hots for a lobbyist.
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Larger than Barach Obama plagiarizing Gov. Duval
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Larger than Manny Ramirez in Spring training.
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But the news channels had it as a virtual asterist.... there's no doubt that many of you ill-informed Peeps didn't hear about it at all. But you heard about the other stuff I mentioned, didn't you?
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I suppose that I should moralize here that this society doesn't have it's priorities straight, that it panders to emotional gossip, that it enjoys our weaknesses and frailties more than our accomplishments.
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But I won't.... People don't want to see that shit on the Blog.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week - 8
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Bob Brown, that Meandering Mass of Molten Manhood, has stepped forth and entered the Arena of Glory. He has declared his willingness to put it all on the line at the Marine Corps Marathon. Damn impressive.
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That brings the list to five who will make the trek to our nation's capital in the fall.
- ME
- Archrival Joe Collins
- Insidious Advisor Bob Wojcik
- Peep of the Year 2006 Tommy McMahon
- Meandering Mass of Molten Manhood, Bob Brown
This is gaining momentum.... getting larger than life. I'm really intrigued to see who will be the next to take the pledge. If this gets out of hand, I'll need to stage a fundraiser just to buy the Peep shirts.
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But I have even more important news to address.
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ANNOUNCING....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for Week 8 of 2oo8.
- Joanne Nestor - Automatic Lagavulin Rule
- Mike McLellan
- Bob Brown
- Bob Wojcik
- Tom McMahon
- Dave Bruett
I can't believe that it took eight weeks for the Lagavulin Rule to kick in. The year is starting out lean.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Hump Day Visualization
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By the end of the day, I'll have my customer billing up to date, my business accounting into the accountant, and a tower construction bid completed.
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Plus I'll have logged some miles on the Cybex Bike to keep pace with my Archrival, Joe Collins.
Jay,
When you are POTY does every major newspaper want a piece of you? How does one obtain anonymity? I might have to speak with either Tuna Lips or McMahon for some advice.....
http://www.wickedlocal.com/marblehead/news/lifestyle/celebrations/x1971619227
Heh heh, every ding dong day is hump day for ole TL! Positive visualization is a practice I employ on regular like. It does not pay to reflect on your current situation when you are surrounded my a gang of illegal aliens with bicycle chains and razors (it was her that gave me them crabs, and all 300 pounds of her will not get me to admit otherwise!). But as I was expounding, you have to visualize the things that you want, like world peace or an unatended Hostess delivery truck, in order to actuate that premonition. Only then can the things that others claim I am taking without right truly become mine by virtue of my self actualized majesty.
It was like those teenagers I was holding in my cabin out by the creek.