Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Going Native

A strange thing happens when we're without utility supplied amenities for a while- I go native. The longer the outage, the more I drift towards thinking about stuff to make life easier under the conditions presented. At some point, I'll be beating the wash down by the pond.

Last time, I started thinking about water delivery, & went out in the garage & made a portable gravity supplied water system for washing hands, rinsing dishes, & such. Good to have a bunch of 1/4" NPT hardware on hand.

This time, I couldn't use the toaster oven to make my English muffins for b'fast, so I used a CI skillet, like when camping. I needed a weight to hold down the bread whilst cooking (used a smaller skillet in years past- it's gone, somewhere), so after eating my "medium-rare" muffins, it's off to the garage.

Found the appropriate amout of steel, fashioned a handle out of oak, & you have the beauty presented here.

Looks like it was made by Chinese peasants while stuck in a prison camp in India with Pakistani advisers, but hey- it works!

Next time I'll work on something more extravagant, like candle holders made from broken tree branches.

The Garagineer never quits....

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Marketing Fail

Methinks the World's Most Dangerous Librarian might take issue with that assessment...

Friday, August 26, 2011

Irene Gots Some Good Tunes...


Wednesday, August 24, 2011

A Reminder

of the devastation of the Great Eastern Earthquake:

(stolen from FB)

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Before & After



Yes, that is a gaping hole shot through the backstop.

Boy, these bloggers got a lot of boolits...

I'm sure it will be written up extensively elsewhere, so I & the Mrs. just thank everyone for their generosity in making this the great event it is.

Seriously folks, thanks.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Tomatoes Gone Wild

Just like "Girls Gone Wild", except, well...no, it's not the same.

But still- these are big honkin' tomato plants I'm here to tell ya. While the snow-capped beauty isn't as long as Nancy or Tam, these plants are starin' at 7 feet, so far.

I hope that somewhere in the foliage there are some actual tomatoes.