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8.7.07

Have I told you about the STUFs?

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We're just receiving confirmation that all the Suck that has disappeared from my life has been smeared onto friends, which really isn't fair. I fear for those who are out of the country. Or perhaps this is the best way to avoid it.

This is your warning.

Have I told you about the STUFs?

Instead of regular insulation, our home has ground up bits of newspaper.
This horrid substance was blown into the side of the house, and contractors say it works much better than that pink stuff the panther sells.

However, when you remove lath and plaster, when released, the STUF, which has been compressed between the wall studs for several decades, goes awry.

Although it looks relatively contained here,** the STUFs get everywhere. In your lungs, in thick piles on the floor, the kitchen counter, the ceiling fan. The STUF is unstoppable. A small area of stuff in the walls can become an 8-foot pile of STUF on the floor. We have a habit of writing STUF in the layers of STUF on the coffee table. Similar to the way people write "WASH ME" on dirty cars. Maybel LOVES to sit in the STUF. It should be noted in her profile.

Anyway, I'm happy to say that although we have no pictures to prove it, the STUF is, for the most part, tamed. We have removed it and re-insulated and drywalled this entire wall in our house. Only a small patch upstairs where the chimney was left to conquer.

Also of note, I am able to walk up the stairs onto a temporary landing. Before, I had stairs that met a chasm at the second story of our home. In other words, we got a lot done this weekend.

** Also pictured is the hole where the mystery cat pokes his head up from a ledge in the basement. The good news is that Maybel has learned a new command. "Get that cat" means "go run and stick your head in the hole," which is hilarious.

I write this with two baby deer playing in the woods. I just had some more ice cream. It has been unnervingly beautiful all weekend. We visited Seth's grandparents. I ...

We went to a church this morning at Kenyon College that reminds me (hold your breath) of our church in Athens. Remember the one? It was small, with a mix of college and old-timers, with a really energetic pastor 'on loan' from New York.

I wish I had a photo of this guy.

He's a mix of Kramer, stereotypical Jewish dude and Italian mobster. Very strange. Basically, imagine Yiddish words in an Italian accent with exaggerated mannerisms. It's enough to keep the focus off the sermon at times.

We attended another First Friday -- notably more pleasant than the first -- and toured Knox County's old Buckeye Candy & Tobacco Company Building. On the tour, they showed plans for this exciting project.

Bringing the weekend full circle, while at a lunch after service in the basement of the church, we were talking to Some Dude Called Mark about our first impressions of Knox County, and when we mentioned the project, he was like "yeah, I own that building."

He also has lunch recently with Zach Space, but was a financial contributor to Bob Ney. What the hell is going on.

Did you know Knox County does not have ONE homeless shelter?

Project, anyone?

Labels: shitstorm 2007, when in Bangs

posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 6:55 PM 0 comments

2.7.07

Two for the Record

One:
Friday morning, I awoke and sleepily let Maybel out as I normally do.
I watched as the pig moseyed her way over to the barn, where a large mama deer happened to be standing in the morning fog.
Instead of fleeing, the deer froze, and Maybel the Great Deer Hunter remained oblivious.
I couldn't stop watching as Maybel walked closer and closer. What would happen if she walked right into the thing? She was about two feet from the deer when she stopped for a morning poo.

It was a picturesque country living moment. Maybel taking a big, steamy crap beside a grazing deer.

Ah, Knox County.

Two:
Also, this was one of the better weekends on the farm. We worked outside both days in the garden, elbow-deep in dirt, occasionally singing hymns and probably some similar tunes sung early in our country's history. Only we aren't slaves. The tiller is too loud and vibratey, so we hoed and cultivated by hand. My back hurts and my hands are blistered and strangely stained with mud. I can't get the dirt off, despite several rounds of scrubbing. Don't know what the deal is there. The carrots are starting to happen!

We took two drives, one on Friday and one on Sunday so that Seth could brainwash me. It worked. By the end, I was saying things like "We've GOT to get ourselves some lambs. And a cow!" We happened upon the Velvet Ice Cream Making Place in Newark and split a turtle sundae. They were having some sort of festival, as some dude was singing God Bless the USA. I tried to avoid looking at the clowns.

In the car, among many topics discussed, I attempted to bury the tragedies of 2007 with a big sigh of relief and said something along the lines of
l-jo: It's been a rough six months and I'm really worn out but I have this weird feeling things might be looking up.
steter: you crazy woman and your emotions
l-jo: ?
steter:
steter: let's get a horse and buggy so we can ride it into the farmer's market.
l-jo: did you just call me crazy for saying i was sad about my dead grandpa and then suggest we purchase a horse and buggy to ride around Mount Vernon?
steter: that sounds like something you'd put up about me on your blog.

Labels: needing a cell phone camera, when in Bangs

posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 6:50 AM 7 comments

24.5.07

look what we did.

The landing is actually much bigger than it looks here.

Please notice new subfloors and the extra space where the giant chimney used to be.
And all the stuff we did under the floor (former chasm) that you can't see. Please notice that, too.

Also, fyi, Seth and Maybel found another stray pig last night, but this one got away. Can't say I'm too disappointed.

Labels: when in Bangs

posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 8:32 AM 2 comments

13.4.07

did you guys just hear that?

it's the sound of our heater coming on for the first time in a month, amen.

for those of you keeping track at home, this is the necessary formula for heat:
two trips to Lowe's ($45), one fun and dangerous gas leak ($0.37 per cubic foot) -- fyi, remember to turn the open flame on the kerosene heater off before you fill your home with natural gas -- and 0.5 hours of terrified crying in the bathroom (free!).

we're getting better at this.

The most important heating ducts are operational for now. it's not the most energy efficient home in america, but i don't think i can see my breath and i'm not even in the safe room.

I also began to clean out the garage today. there is still a little Percy in places you wouldn't dream of.

if i could, i would give you what you're looking for.

Labels: when in Bangs, why don't you call me Little Nin anymore?

posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 9:11 PM 4 comments

17.2.07

apparently I'm speaking only in pictures now.*

it's been about two months since I've had a tape measure hanging off my back ass pocket. as much as i hate hanging dry wall, it actually feels nice to be covered in dust. the exacto knife in my tool belt. a pocket full of screws. the whole nine yards. some girls feel sexy in lingerie. others...

seth finally kicked my butt off the couch long enough to finish these window casings. now we're getting ready to paint the living room. a greater part of the afternoon was spent at Lowe's choosing between Bamboo and Moss Gate. I'm feeling in the mood for a green living room. How about you?

*editing note: if you were here earlier, you may have read a really weird question i had about Britney Spears shooting herself in front of the paparazzis. (I don't know.) I've decided to edit out that bit because looking in her eyes, she seems a little too close to doing something like that, and theteet.blogspot.com can't be responsible for putting another bad idea into a pop star's brain. apologies, y'all. remember, as it's been said, celebrities are people, too. but just barely.

is it just me, or is everyone going to Africa this summer?

you know, actually. maybe the picture posts were better. let's just stick with the pictures for a while.

Labels: when in Bangs

posted by Class of 2000 officers @ 2:21 PM 0 comments

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