It’s a slow day here, is the reason I’m posting this. It’s not because I was over reading White Trash Repairs/There, I Fixed It – Repairs blog http://thereifixedit.failblog.org/ and got riled with their uppidy attitudes.
No, I just feel a need to be forthright about the kind of person I choose to be. Maybe that can best be expressed with a sneak preview of some projects I’ll be discussing here later.
After I haul some more rocks the above is going to be a woodshed with a watertight roof. The hot tub was on the porch when I moved here, cracked, home to wildlife. Now it’s metamorphosing into an eventual place to keep my firewood dry.
There’s a lot of work yet to be done raising that roof a few more feet.
Then there’s this. A nesting box for brooding hens to keep them separate until the chicks are old enough to mix with the flock, but still protected from predators. Refrigerator shelves cut down to fit the cable spool, mounted on a sawed-in-half lawn mower platform for mobility:
Or this: A chicken-house fabricated entirely from salvage, discarded shower doors, camper shell roof, refrigerator shelves, whatever came to hand free:
There. I fixed it.
Old Jules
So Far From Heaven 
All looks good to me. Take the day off.
Hi Fly: Good seeing you. Thanks for the visit.
I’m not able to draw a clear boundary anymore between a day off and a day not off.
Hope things are going well for you up there in the high country.
Jules, my people (Appalachian for centuries) would love you.
Morning Cletus. Thanks for the read, observation and visit.
My ancestors mainly settled in Tennessee and Kentucky originally. Maybe it’s a gene pool thing driving that hot-tub into skyscraperism.
Epic kludges, indeed!
Hi Fearguth: Thanks for the visit and looksee. The word ‘kludge’ isn’t in my archaic vocabulary, but I thought I knew the meaning of ‘epic’.
Guess I need to buy a television and get current in my terminology. I think of epic as a literary term, mostly. But I have noticed youngsters use it differently posting to the web.
Thanks again.
Necessity is the mother of invention.
My personal philosophy is that paint and pretty don’t make things work better.
I don’t give a shit what it looks like as long as it works.
I like yer style.
BTW, I actually changed a spark plug in a lawnmower once with a hammer and a screwdriver that I used as a chisel to smack it on the edges with.
There, I fixed it.
Thanks for the visit, busted knuckles. Good trick, that hammer/screwdriver thing.
I just found you off something wicked site. Keeps the chickens in don’t it? Firewood will stay dry til somebody pees in the tub.
Thanks for the visit anonymous. I enjoy that Something Wicked site. The guy’s good at the craft of writing.
So far it’s kept the chickens in and the predators out, though that coon a few days ago was a near thing. The chickens I’ve lost to predators have all been daytimes, or nights when some of them decided to go broody outside the protected enclosures. Lost 10 guineas, mainly because they prefer sleeping in trees.
Thanks again for the visit.
‘Kludge’ was popularized by Tracy Kidder in his Pulitzer-Price book, The Soull of a New Machine (1981). ‘Epic’ has been given new life as modern slang, meaning ‘really good’. The best online source for slang and neologisms is The Urban Dictionary.
Make that ‘Pulitzer Prize’ and ‘The Soul of a New Machine (1981).
Thanks Fearguth. Or thanks again.
I always enjoy your blogs when I need something to smile about.
Are you sure you’re not Red Green?
Anonymous: Never heard of him. Last I looked I was me. Thanks for the visit.