The blog of the 30-something fag- March 2005- Terra Cotta edition

For everything else- there's Mastercard
This week we're flying in contactor Will Traubel (aka: Wally) from Massachusettes to help us tear apart and rebuild our existing lavatorical nightmare.

The 28 ft Fletwood Flair wil make an exceptional combination guest room and alternative bathroom while our one-and-only is shredded in anticipation of the "New Lieu".

One might ask: Why are we flying in a contractor, instead of working locally?

Answer: it's like that Mastercard commercial . . .

Opening Shot: Man on computer booking airline tickets. Voice over reads:"One round trip ticket from Boston: $405- One weeks labor on a bathroom remodel: $1000- Pizza & Beer: $75- The opportuntity to remodel your bathroom in your first home with your best friend from High-school: Priceless"

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How nice for you- this is the "before" shot to the potty transformation.
You might say to yourself "How could they possiby improve on such a fabulous water closet?"- Stay Tuned, for we shall!
Lucky you, to feel so involved!

Kill the Weatherman
There' s a school of thought out there that believes our standard weather patterns have been alterered by the shift of our magnetic poles, brought on by the massive under-sea earthquake that thrust it's sunamic tides across the Indian ocean on Christmas day, 2004.
This same school uses our recent unseasonable weather as proof positive in support of this view.
All I know is I'm tired of it.
Here's a friendly picture of our side yard, displaying the rather tenuous feature as of late-sunlight.
When the rain stops, the place is typically quite nice. The problem is we cant go 7 days without a downpour it seems. Even as I write this, it's threatening to rain out there.
If it would dry up I could plan a housewarming, a fundraiser for the lifecycle ride, or a sunday brunch. Alas, without a dry outdoor space, I'm flirting with a muddy disaster. At this rate it will be July before I can begin my annnual complaint campaign about the arrid conditions that make up our standard so-cal climate.
I hate it when my bitching is off schedule!

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Most of the highland park area saw things like this palm tree, losing it's ground and sliding dow the hill. This house lost some shade, but the house next door lost a deck, as a lot of Palmero street houses have been officially yellow-tagged.

March 22nd- 2005

Bertha Comes Home
I brought the RV to Mayo street, and I parked her right in front of our garage.

It started raining again yesterday, and I didn't have a chance to get the special patching for RV roofs yet, so I covered her with plastic tarp held down by paint cans to keep the damn thing from leaking.

She's something like 8 feet wide.

Think the neighbors will notice?


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March 18th- 2005

RV There yet?
The damn RV has been giving me grief. The converter wont charge the Auxiliary batteries, and the damn thing is draining the engine batteries when it shoudn't be.
I've gone over my manuals, and even posted the woes to a RV forum( you log in and you can SMELL the
Old Spice, blech!)
next stop, I'm going to camping world and turning her over to the pros, we need to figure out what the hell is going on here!

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March 18th- 2005

What? March? When the hell did that happen?
It's Saint Patricks day and I looked up to see I'm way behind in my, well, EVERYTHING!
Every year I volunteer my time and talent for a San Diego Charity, I help them create the program for a concert event they host to raise money.
This years project was roughly three times the size of last years project, so I have been chained to my desk and keyboard for the last 3 weeks.
As we all know, when you work in a pizzza shop, the last thing you want is Pizza, and when you work on a computer all day, it takes a pretty strong commitment to go back in there after hours and post a blog.

That kind of commitment doesn't exist here, so you now have the thrilling opportunity to witness the longest lapse in updates my 19 month blog has ever seen.
Congratulations!!
Do you feel special?

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