I'm boycotting too, dammit!

I'm boycotting the fact that Billy didn't post his pictures. So basically I'm boycotting Billy's boycott of Bill and Barbara. There, confusing enough? Fun, though huh?

J

NAME CHANGE

I changed the name of my blog. The name seems, to me, to represent personality flaws, it's not a crack at Asians. Guess what? I have plenty! I don't care. Yeah, I'm frustrated tonight. My cousin, Carrie, seems to have lost her house and all her, and her husbands, possessions in the hurricane. That sucks.

We can't get any satisfaction out of the justice system, reguarding the robbery of our house, but we are still working on it. I have found out, that if we sue Greggory Glibert Glover in a civil case, we can collect money off of him if he wins the lotto, or has a rich uncle die, and is stupid enough to leave him something. Since both of these seem unlikely, I probably won't spend the money on a lawyer to do it.

I have people spotlighting near our house at night. I called the Decatur Sherif's department tonight, then stayed up to see if they would come. They did, and they saw the people spotlighting, but couldn't get to them. Deputy Jerry D. Moss came and talked to me at about 1:45 am. He was very nice, and said he thought that tonight it was on the game hunting ranch down the road. This does not make it legal, and he called the game warden who said he would go have a talk with them, because this is not the first call he has recieved about it. I told him that I called because, a while back, we had spotlighters shine their light through our front door. That is very irritating. I remember spotlighting with Papa, but could you imagine him letting me shine a light even near someone's house. Hell no. Anyway, hopefully this will get resolved, and nobody will shoot out one of our windows because of it. I do believe that the complainant's name, mine, is kept out of the conversation. I hope so.

It's all irrelavent anyway. All I can think about right now is Carrie and her family. They are all safe, in Shreveport, but they have nothing to go back to. How horrible can that possibly be? I would have no idea, but I can just imagine how horrible it would be for us to lose everything. Their flood insurance had not taken effect yet either. Beth explains it better in her blog. It is linked on the sidebar of my page. I hope everyone else is ok. We are, but they are not. I hope everyone's thoughts and prayers are with Carrie and her family in this terrible time, I know mine will be.

Till then, be safe

Jim

Shed part deaux

Hey, we had a great weekend with Gary, Kim, Kelsey and Brandon here. Gary and I completed the shed, minus the supplies that we were short. It was nice that the pool got used a bunch. I think the kids had a good time splashing around.




This is the shed, or pump house, after the storm. You can still see the red straps that were tied to the truck hanging down outside of the siding. I am in the yellow shirt, working, and Gary is in the orange shirt, not working! Ha! Gary woked a ton, I'm just taking a shot at my buddy. You can make these pictures bigger by clicking on them, by the way. Also, I don't know how to seperate the captions down away from the previos pictures, so the text beside the pictures is supposed to be above the one below. I know it is screwed up, but you have to adjust for it, since I don't seem to be able to, sorry.








This is a picture of the shed, from the house after we were done. Yes, I cleaned up the mess. Angie got a nice shot of all the tar on my ass from roofing the building. How can I ever thank her for that?








Here you can see Gary and I looking very sexy standing by our creation. Gary had just gotten out of the pool, no he doesn't work in his bathing suit. I will be putting trim on the seam above the door. I may put trim on the bottom and top of each side also. We were only short the trim pieces, and about 8 shingles that I will cut and use for the center of the roof.








I have to thank Gary. I could have never done this without him. He knows so much about building things made of wood. He kept telling me we needed to do this or that, and I had no idea, but it got done, and I am very proud of how it turned out. My only contribution was to say "I don't care at this point, just tell me what to do and put a damn screw in it!" Although, I did do the roofing job by myself, I had to make him go swimming. He had not been in the pool at all, and I was afraid the we would finish the building and he would load up his family and leave. He deserved a break, I wish we would have had time to go play golf, but we did not, so he needed to get something out of the deal. I also learned that I do not drink enough Budweiser to be a very good roofer, thank God that is not now I make my living, we would starve. Roofing was the only part of the project that sucked, the rest was hot, but fun. I really enjoy building things, and Gary being here to help made it more enjoyable. So, once again, thanks Gary, I honestly could not have done it without you. By the way, Kim and Angie had a good time with each other. Angie has it all in her blog. Kim is a very sweet individual, and never complained that I hogged her husband all weekend and that we never went and did anything fun. They were held down with the responsibility of the children all weekend, just so we could finish the shed. Thank you very much also, Kim. You too, Angie, I love you.

Well I guess that's it for now, I gotta go snore like a monster and wake up my baby,

See ya then,

Jim

The shed

Well, Matthew and I went to town again this morning. We picked up what I thought would be the last of the supplies for the well house shed. It wasn't, but we grabbed breakfast on the way home, then I started on the last of the framing for the shed. I almost got done before Gary, Kim, Kelsey and Brandon showed up. I had no time this week to do it in the evenings, with my boss here.

Gary and I went to work on the shed. We got the siding on the south wall before the storm blew in from the north. All I could think about was when our house was framed up. I brought Bobby out here to see it, and it had blown over, completely!!! This time was not as bad, Angie backed my truck up close to the shed, and we tied it down to it with some rachet straps. BUT, I got them too tight, and pulled it out of wack, completely. Gary and I finished the siding, then started on the roof. That's where it showed, or where we realized what I had done. The final piece to the puzzle was when I tried to put the door in, while Gary was still fitting the roof decking into place. The door frame touches on the bottom left and on the top right corners, and the hole has an inch of space, just like the rough-out called for. What do we do now. Who knows, we came in and cleaned up to go eat supper.

We went to Casa Torres, aka Bobby and Chanda's resturant. We all had a good time at supper, even though Gary ordered the wrong food, he was warned but he did it anyway. He probabyly hated it, but he would never admit it, too good of a guy.

Tommorrow, we will fit the pieces to the gable, do the shingles, and southern engineer the door. I have no doubt that we will make it work, that's just what we do. Between the two of us we can probably handle anything that has to do with wood or metal work. I think we can take the sabre saw and make the opening bigger by cutting part of a 2 x 4 off, maybe both 2 x 4's., then cover it with the trim work. I have now realized what trim work is for, that's' what you cover your mistakes with. You don't have to be precise when you have trim work to cover your F-ups. So, all in all, we will be fine. I did enjoy the fact the I had to tell Gary, "Don't worry about it, it's good enough for trade work." And, "You'll never see it from and airplane, screw it." It will be fine, but he is more of a perfectionist than I am, especially since was trained in cabinetmaking, a very precise skill. The look on his face the first time I uttered one of those phrases was invaluable. Tell you how it comes out tommorrow. Hell, maybe I will even have some pix that I can post.

Later

Jim