Author: dubtea

Several Levels of Failure

I know several things went well today, I’m just going to harp on what went wrong: Truck needs an oil change/transmission fluid/pretty much every fluid change. One of the big 5-drawer tool chests is pretty banged up. Waiting ’till above is done to return. Hopefully tomorrow. 4 trips to Lowe’s today, got almost all I… Continue reading Several Levels of Failure

Indy, the “Heartworm Kid”

Last November, my friends Jason and Sarah rescued a starving, dirty, smelly, but utterly lovable from the street and named him “Stinky”. After posting up pictures to his blog, we dropped by Sarah’s house the very next day (Thanksgiving Day) to take a look at him and introduce him to Boz – our dog to… Continue reading Indy, the “Heartworm Kid”

Organizzle Fo Shizzle

If there’s any one thing (and there’s not) that’s holding us back from that “done” feeling for the house, it’s the back room. The back room, by itself (~17′ x ~34′), is just about as big as Bea’s old house and more problematic. It’s been de-junked, gutted, there’s been leaks upon leaks, the flooring has… Continue reading Organizzle Fo Shizzle

You Can’t Escape Family

Tonight, I got to exercise my Reverendship status by performing the marriage of two friends. Everything went pretty well, and a good time was had by all. One thing was really reinforced though: I can’t go anywhere without knowing people. The groom’s grandfather grew up with my grandfather, and the groom’s cousins are my sister’s… Continue reading You Can’t Escape Family

One does not simply SSH into Mordor

Today has been apeshit crazy, and it’s only noon. Besides the usual tidying/dog walking/plant watering I tend to do in the morning before work, I had to rush out some code for a project and get a braketag. Except, it never seems to be that easy. I’ve been having issues with my reverse lights lately.… Continue reading One does not simply SSH into Mordor

I Shutter at the Thought

So. Excited. When we bought the house, there were two missing elements of what most would consider to be the “classic New Orleans style” that I really wanted: cast iron vents on the underside of the roof/balcony, and louvered shutters. We installed three vents in the front to give the front attic airflow a while… Continue reading I Shutter at the Thought

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Long day, I’m tired. I don’t want to be conscious any more today. I’m going to say this counts, as I just wrote you a haiku. Goodnight.

We all float down here

Tonight was the Tuesday out of “every other Tuesday” for D&D night, and before I continue I just want to again stress how much fun I am not only having by playing the game, but at making fun of myself for it as well. Last night took us into the sewers to find a significant… Continue reading We all float down here