I made this: Honey Maid guitar
The other day my son told me he wanted a guitar just like one of the other dads at his preschool. I may one day get around to finding him a guitar but in the meantime I made him this. Hats off to Made by Joel for the idea. One modification I made was to put a second bridge at the top of the box because the "strings" were laying flush against the box. I can't wait to use up other boxes in the house to make more guitars.
Pickled Rainbow Chard Stems
Picked up a bunch of rainbow chard the other day, partly to make for dinner, but mostly for this. I cut way back on the sugar because 2 cups just seems like way too much and I like sour more than sweet. Not exactly sure how much sugar I used since a big clump of it fell out of the jar as I was pouring it into the measuring cup. I threw in a few pepper corns too. Now the hardest part, waiting. And waiting. Has it been three days yet?
Wine cork iPhone stand
This morning I noticed that my wife was using a cork to prop up her iPhone at the table. I don't know what inspired me but I broke out my x-acto kit and started cutting away. I shaved a little down one side so the cork wouldn't roll side-to-side and then cut a channel for the phone to sit in. It was a little trial and error but luckily we've been saving corks for a long time so I have plenty of material.
A conversation imagined
Setting: Office water cooler
Date/Time: Monday morning
Richard: Morning, Avi
Avi: Morning, Dick, didn't expect to see you here.
Richard: Yeah, well, I guess that whole "Rapture" thing wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
Avi: Well, you know, the end of the world is a little hard to pin down.
Richard: About that, I know I might have said a few things on Friday that were a little out of line.
Avi: The whole "you're going to Hell" spiel was a little much, but I can understand, you thought the end of the world was upon us. Besides, you did give me your stapler and three-hole punch
Richard: Speaking of those, I don't suppose there's any way I could get those back?
Avi: Sorry, I gave them to Prasanna in IT.
Richard: WHAT? That Paki?
Avi: Well, you did give them to me and I already had a stapler and three-hole punch so I gave them to him.
Richard: How could you give them to that heathen?
Avi: With an attitude like that it's no wonder you weren't taken up.
Richard: oh, F*ck you.
R:
Date/Time: Monday morning
Richard: Morning, Avi
Avi: Morning, Dick, didn't expect to see you here.
Richard: Yeah, well, I guess that whole "Rapture" thing wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
Avi: Well, you know, the end of the world is a little hard to pin down.
Richard: About that, I know I might have said a few things on Friday that were a little out of line.
Avi: The whole "you're going to Hell" spiel was a little much, but I can understand, you thought the end of the world was upon us. Besides, you did give me your stapler and three-hole punch
Richard: Speaking of those, I don't suppose there's any way I could get those back?
Avi: Sorry, I gave them to Prasanna in IT.
Richard: WHAT? That Paki?
Avi: Well, you did give them to me and I already had a stapler and three-hole punch so I gave them to him.
Richard: How could you give them to that heathen?
Avi: With an attitude like that it's no wonder you weren't taken up.
Richard: oh, F*ck you.
R:
From my son's future autobiography:
Chapter 12: The day my cruel, evil father didn't buy me the M&M Easter Bunny in the checkout line and how it scarred me for life.
New phone app
My son just discovered the teething phone app. Works on any phone and you don't need to download anything.
My son, the dictator
I imagine this might be what Mussolini was at age 3
H: Daaaadddddyyyy, Come here!
Me: Yes?
H: I'm going poo-poo. Just put your head in and turn on the fan. It's stinky.
Me: OK
H: Now can you go away?
five minutes later....
H: Daaaaaddddd. Come here!
Me: yes?
H: Can you pick up that toilet paper?
Me: OK.
H: Now go away.
three minutes later....
H: Daaaaaaadddddyyyyy!
Me: yes?
H: Can you get me that book?
Me: OK.
H: Now go away.
One minute later....
H: Daaaadddddyy!! Pick up this book.
Just a day in the life.
H: Daaaadddddyyyy, Come here!
Me: Yes?
H: I'm going poo-poo. Just put your head in and turn on the fan. It's stinky.
Me: OK
H: Now can you go away?
five minutes later....
H: Daaaaaddddd. Come here!
Me: yes?
H: Can you pick up that toilet paper?
Me: OK.
H: Now go away.
three minutes later....
H: Daaaaaaadddddyyyyy!
Me: yes?
H: Can you get me that book?
Me: OK.
H: Now go away.
One minute later....
H: Daaaadddddyy!! Pick up this book.
Just a day in the life.
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