Day SixtySeven: Slow to Rise Sunday... I should be putting beer in a cooler and making plans to crash someone's party today, May Two Four... yet Nothing but crickets... hey Google turn off that damn cricket noise... how the hell is that supposed to be 'sounds to put you to sleep'... sounds more like 'sounds your house makes when it's infested with crickets'... So we got up late and ate all the eggs and the rest of the bagels, tomorrow we are going to be boned for breakfast... Oh ya and the bacon... Had to cook 5 frying pans full of bacon because some jizz gobbling cock jockey down at the bacon plant set the machine to paper thin and we ended up with almost 400 pieces of bacon in one small not quite a pound of bacon package of bacon... Mmm bacon... I have to assume that either they are trying to help families get more servings out of each package of bacon in these desperate times OR they are trying to suck you in to buying their Thick Cut Bacon... I just want normal fucking cut bacon, is that too much to ask? I started back on cleaning the basement, boy went outside to play in the yard. Apparently I have more tools than I remember... shit goes on sale you know... last circular saw I bought was on clearance for $24... I can't buy the blade for that, so now I think I have 4 or 5 circular saws. Always good if you want to do something with the tools they weren't designed for where you know there is a good chance it will never work again by the time you are finished the job BUT it will likely get the job done and you won't wreck one of your good ones doing it. Goal for the day, dig the table saw back out and make a shelf for the back of the counter in the kitchen. So after a while I get to it, clean it up, put on the good blade (not the one I was using to make vampire killing stakes) and found some of that wood that was lying in the front yard all summer... Milled some 1/4 inch stock and looked at my tape measure... ya not a tool I need for this project... I did however find my square, that helped square up the blade and the fence and what-not... I take a jar down stairs for testing the size of things (actually I took it down just after figuring out how many I could fit on it, in the space available in the kitchen and told Heather we need 4 more jars like that, wait 5 more just in case we break one)... so about 20 minutes into the project the jar fell off the table saw, I saw it happen in slow motion, it hit the concrete floor, bounced once... turned a bit in the air it caught off that bounce and I was amazed that it didn't break (this is how I know I was watching it in slow motion)... gravity took over as the bounce reached the apex of the arc... yes it started to head back towards the floor again... I though to my self, well it didn't break on the first bounce and it's only falling from about a foot this time, it should be OK... ya, I was wrong. It wasn't ok... we now need 6 just in case we break another. I got all the pieces of the shelf going together nicely, a slight arch in the middle so when we load it it will level out rather than sag... glued it together, put on the clamps and waited until after dinner. At some point I might have eaten lunch but right now I'm not 100% sure that I did... fucking old persons brain in my head. I do recall taking a plate into the kitchen not to long ago that was on the edge of my bed and Breakfast and dinner were in the dinning room, so... meh, must have ate, I'm sure Heather was a good wife and brought me something. So as I waited for the glue to dry I got to fixing my disco Facebook cover photo. I took a few of the pics from my Art Photo Album and made the funky little mishmash of stuff you see there now. A little more personal than the Disco Ball Thing that was there... By the time I started hanging out in bars, disco was dead... or at least we wished it was, LOL. Lawson played with his friends, Call of Duty is the latest game they were playing... my god the sound that come out of that room... I so want to record it and play it back at his wedding or something... 9 and 10 year old boys playing 1st person shooter games sounds a lot like what I can only assume 12 and 13 year old girls would sound like if a dozen of them won dates with Justin Berber (is he still a thing?) AnyWho... Heather instapotted us up some beef and peppers and put it on noodles for dinner, which definitely hit the spot. (hey add that to the dictionary... I've just used instapot as a verb) - Spent some time finishing up the cover photo and posting it after dinner while Heather beat on Zoey in Scrabble... All you kept hearing was, 'Suck it Zoey!' So apparently Heather was doing well or trying to pone her wifely duties off on Zoey for some reason. LOL Everyone went to sleep, I went down to take off the clamps and do a little final sanding. When I was done I took it up the kitchen and loaded some stuff on and under the shelf... it seems to be holding and fairly stable... I wasn't expecting that. GNight.

Canisters on our counter