Our next project (which I probably won’t end up finishing in time): a two piece plant stand.
Tonight, we got a walkthrough of the pieces we needed… and we set about measuring, marking, and cutting.
The students in the class are all over the place, in terms of the projects they’re currently working on. Some are pretty far ahead, some are far behind. But we all more or less paused, to work on getting the materials prepped for this project.
Najwa and Joe have recently moved, and today Liz and I headed out to Elgin for a bit of a housewarming party.
Second – every time I looked at Liz’s wedding dress, I couldn’t help but think of the phenomenal poem by James Galvin – On the Sadness of Wedding Dresses. Seriously, if you don’t know this poem… go give it a read. It has haunted me, ever since I read it.
At one point, Liz stopped in and said “I want you to keep a positive attitude.” At first, I thought she just wanted to keep my spirits up. But what she meant was that: we’d taken up almost all of the floors in the house, at this point. And this last section was probably the last “unknown” part of the house that was left.
She said “If we have a chance of finding some hidden treasure worth a million dollars… it’s going to be here.” Wishful thinking, but it’s true – this is our last chance.
Keep in mind this was pretty late. I want to say it was something like 12:30 or 12:45 AM. Long past what I think is a reasonable bedtime for bunny rabbits. But here this guy was, bold as brass, just hanging out in the yard.
After cutting out the tails, I started work on the pins. Which involved using painter’s tape, and scribing the tails onto the board for the pins.
While surfing Facebook, I happened across this post by Anne – and did a doubletake. It was her talking about how much she enjoyed a recent play she had just attended, a production of The Chinese Lady, by Lloyd Suh, at Tipping Point Theatre.
When I saw this – a question entered my brain of “Wait, Lloyd?” And after a split second, I had a follow-up thought of “Of course, it’s Lloyd.”
Before our basement cleanup recently… Liz had been working on top of one of our pocket doors (which afforded her a pretty wide working space).
Here’s a new term I came across: FMV (Full-Motion Video). It’s a kind of video game comprised entirely of pre-recorded videos.
If it sounds a bit dated, well… that’s where you’re right. But note that we’re talking about Star Trek here. And we’re talking about a chance to play this game, for free, online.
When we got back, both of us were pretty tired. But one of our goals for the day was to clear out the front living room – and to get the floor exposed.
We’re expecting to get a big shipment of trim delivered soon, and Liz is going to be doing a larger batch of shellac – and finalizing the colors/process. To do this, she needs more of the floor open/visible, so that she can see how things look in the daylight.
In some ways, I feel like I’m taking DayQuil to recover from the lingering, sedative effects of the NyQuil I took the evening prior. As I’m going through this motion, it totally feels like a scam.
I’d complain to Vicks about this, but I’m a little too tired to do much about it at the moment. Maybe when I’m feeling a bit better.
The level of detail is pretty incredible, even if there are issues here and there in the background. Difficult to wrap my head around the fact that all of the videos here don’t actually exist, and were generated by text commands interpreted by a machine.
I’m a bit excited and terrified, to see where this will go.
“Left me in my tears to drown
She left a baby daughter
Now the river’s wide and deep and brown
She’s crossin’ muddy waters”
Me, the cough is sporadic. I don’t have as much “stuck” that I’m trying to get out, but the few times I do try to cough… it’s deep and actually painful to cough. Mostly, I’m blowing my nose a lot, with less frequent coughing fits.
When the two of us have a coughing fit at the same time together, in the same room… I wonder what our neighbors must think. It must sound like something terrible, from the outside.
I’m happy to say that my cuts this time around were better. I was definitely a lot more cautious, and much slower and more deliberate with my actions.
Is it weird to say that I was stressed out the entire time? I was pretty stressed out the entier time.