I have three words for you, if you live in an old(ish) frame house with sagging floors and not a ninety-degree angle to be found:
THREADED STEM GLIDES
I bought a set of these leetle fellas at my local Depot of Home, flipped the IKEA TV stand over, and whipped out my cordless drill. I dominated that item of furniture, yo.
When I turned it back upright, I screwed out the stem glides until the bubble in the level showed up mostly in the middle. I believe this makes it the only level object in the whole house.
ALSO: I planted 60 square feet of peas and carrots in the vegetable bed, and prepared a new 6x3' bed to receive the tomato and pepper plants that should arrive in early May. I used my cultivator, a six-foot pike with three vicious claws on the end. I love that tool. I can twirl it like some demon majorette. I could fend off a horde of drunken vampire rednecks with that thing, and don't think that's not what's going through my mind as I am levering out colonies of sawgrass and breaking up wads of compost.
ALSO: I fixed the composter. OUT, baby mice!
I finally found a coatrack to replace the orange wooden giraffe that we've been using, and I got that put together; and I replaced the lamp by the stairs that was just never right. The new lamp by the stairs looks right. Although what I had to go through to unplug the old one and plug the new one in?
Well let's just say they're never gonna take me at the convent after that.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
I call that a radical interpretation of the text
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Wanna come to North Carolina? I gots some stuff needs doin'. :)
ReplyDeleteWay to butch it up there!
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