Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Mandy has expensive taste


Here is Mandy Mew on one of my work jackets. That nice little green tage says "Benetton". Little Mand has very expensive taste...however, if I catch her kitty ass on my Sak's black work suit, she will be dog food.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Expensive Taste

Chinatown Orange


Holly is a lot more particular about color that I am. I am fine with finding some Opp's paint and mixing it until I see what I like. I am totally the Steward of color...and not porn. I know color when I see it. Holly, on the other hand, really likes to look at the difference in color.

So we were at Walmart and I told her to pick up a can of spray paint, which was only $1.21. She did, but really didn't like the color. It was too orange. I agree.

We went to Home Depot a couple days later and she found the perfect color. Prior, I asked if I could just wonder and she said it was ok. I really didn't want to have to go over the variations of different colors so I went to look at sinks and all the great improvements they are making in the sink industry.

When I came back, Holly did find the right color. She had the base paint of her choice and gave it to the paint mixing man. I had a feeling there might be a problem since the paint mixing mad was only making minimum wage and really didn't care if she had the right color.

As we were heading towards the checkout, Holly asked if the color was what she wanted. I paid no attention and just wanted to get home. As it turned out, the guy did totally get color wrong. It was Chinatown Orange and not Burnt Sienna.

My little helper


I thought when I bought the place that I would have friends and family lined up to help me out. What I have learned is I know a bunch of lazy fucks. I get help one night, but it is only for the fun and easy projects. They get fed full of beer for things like painting. I could do that all by myself. I need help with things like finishing the stairs.

This had lead me to turn to my cats. They usually just like food and some pets, but I have found they are good at manual labor. I needed to clean out a drawer and Mewska was all game.

Here she is, just a cat, and she is helping me out. She is telling me what looks good on me and what makes me look like a hooker or beached whale. Thank you Mewska Killmouski, you are one great cat.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Thro-back...I don't get it


A couple months back I posted pictures of the writing on the master bedroom closet. I thought I would add the final one.

"-Showin mad *heart* fo swa fo givin' me the right words to say. 'Fuck you cause I don't know what to do and hell naw I aint okay!-' -Yeachy (BKA) Yanda PX fo sheezy!"

I think this means the answer is four.

Finished bathroom - kind of



Meg, my co-worker, demanded that I updated my blog with images of the bathroom. It is kind of done, but still needs a lot of work. I still need to paint, put up a new shower curtain and add more storage. But the good news is I have a bathroom that has a floor and a sink. W00t!

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Basement


As I mentioned earlier, the basement was a mess when I first bought the place. So we finally got the basement clean...only after a few months.

This got me thinking that I should finish my basement. I was thinking I should put some larger window in and actually make the basement into a tv room and big bathroom. I guess that will have to be in the five year plan.

Bathroom



I can't explain how bad my bathroom was. I knew it was going to be bad when I bought the place, but it kept getting worse.

The first bad thing was the sink was unusable. It was rotten on one side and always looked like it had it's head tilted. One of the first things I had to do was remove the sink.

Then one fateful day, my mother came over. She decided that she didn't like the floor in my bathroom so she removed it. The goal was for her to just remove the glass door (it was really hard to open), but when I came down, the floor was gone.

I bought a really nice sink on Craig's list, but it was difficult to put in. My dad looked at the floor and said that before I completely re-did the floor, it was not worth putting in the new sink. Basically, the new sink would require busting out the wall, but the way the floor looked, it would most likely lead to discovering the walls were gross. I was really sad because it was a really awesome bowl sink.

Alas, I had to buy a new sink until I have the money to gut the bathroom. Here are a couple picture of what the bathroom looks like.

Reason why I don't get anything done


When Holly moved in, we agreed that anytime we would work on the house, we would have beer. Our reasoning for this decision was because Jesus was a carpenter and he was noted as being drunk in the bible...right, right, right!

Holly and I really like beer and olives...try it, it is good.

Damn Fernando


Before I bought the house, I researched the previous owner. In 2006 Fernando bought the house for 80K more then my offer. Soon I discovered that Fernando and his family really had no intention on paying for their house - they just wanted a play to live until they were kicked out.

According to the neighbors, there were about 15 people living in the house. Yes, it is 1,300 square feet, but that only covers 5 people max. The number of people living here meant that some people had to live in the basement. There is a small room in the basement that someone was living in.

My mom and I had to tear out most of the walls in the basement because Fernando tried to seal the copper, but was caught so when I turned on the water it went everywhere. This lead to 'Damn Fernando', a term that was coined after learning about the things Fernando and his peeps did.

Now cut to me and my mom cleaing up the basement. She wanted to take down the ceiling, but I was a little concerned because there was a light and we were standing in about 2 inches of water. Yeah, I thought we were going to die.

After my mom was half way through taking down the ceiling, she asked if I turned off the electricity. Luckily, Fernando actually took a lap, cut off the top and made it into an overhead light. It even required a plug-in.

We kept it because my dad is an electrician and he would get a kick out of it.