Beer Run: November 2009
Second, the beer run from Saturday.
Check back tomorrow for more, including a recap of my Thanksgiving, which was awesome. Have a great Monday, folks!
The SECRET is yourSELF. The SECRET is your PAIN. The SECRET is letting GO/giving UP/breaking DOWN/giving IN. Giving in to the END. Giving in to the BEGINNING. Giving in to LOVE.
MILF Force One: Where's my early morning shopping buddy?
The Fly: Totally. I'm like a UAV pilot, providing support by remote.
MILF Force One: You're the best. So what aisle are the bagels on?
The Fly: Bagels are on the bread aisle. This is so easy! Ask me another one!
MILF Force One: LOL You made my night!
[Athena],
> Yes, I'd like to hear about your someday house in Wyoming. :)
That's it, huh? :)
I want to build a house out of recycled shipping containers. About twenty-three of them, to be exact: three in the basement, eight on the first floor, eight on the second floor, and one in each corner. The ones on the corners will be upright, and serve as sort of "towers", for lack of a better word, but even upright they'll be about the same height as the two floors. Two of those corner containers will contain spiral staircases (on opposing corners), one of the others will be part of the garage, and the other will be a conservatory with an open ceiling, windows, plants, and a couple of chairs.
The house will be roughly square, with a 20'x20' courtyard in the middle. All of the guest areas would be on the ground floor: living room, dining area and kitchen, garage, at least one guest room, and a few other things. On the second floor would be the master bedroom and master bathroom, possibly a second bedroom, a library/den/study, a small armory, and whatever else ought to go on the top floor. I don't know if there will be a deck or something on the roof, but I've thought about a balcony or porch in lieu of one of the upper deck containers.
The basement would consist of two regular containers, and one fallout/storm shelter, not because I'm paranoid about nukes hitting Wyoming or anywhere else (I'm not), but just in case something comes up - a tornado or whatever.
Now, it should be noted that I don't intend to have them actually look like a collection of shipping containers. Probably without exception, the inside will be finished like the house, and the outside will be finished like a house, maybe with logs to make it look cabin-like, maybe with some other type of stylish and normal-looking exterior, and a normal (for Wyoming) yard and everything. Probably no punji-stakes. I think.
Not only would the shipping containers be strong, and heavy, but they would be a good use of recycled/sustainable material. I'm absolutely no enviro-weenie, but I think that sustainable and responsible use of resources is precisely what we as good humans and good Christians should be doing, as good stewards of the planet. Building houses with shipping containers is actually a growing trend, though I doubt it's what one would call "mainstream", and most of the designs that people come up with for shipping container houses are ugly modern art jobs, but the concept is sound, and it's cheaper to build a house out of containers than it is to build using traditional building materials. I was first introduced to the idea when I was working in California, because the villages out there are almost entirely built using pre-fabricated housing units that are built out of shipping containers and arranged in various configurations. For example:[link redacted]
And you can see pictures:image image image
My house obviously wouldn't look like those, but it gives you an idea of the structure and how they've gone together where they've been used by the military. Here are a few sites for companies that specialize in supplying them to the military, both for training sites and for pre-fabricated buildings for deployment overseas. That last link, for Safecastle LLC, is a company that (I'm pretty sure) turns shipping containers into tornado and bomb shelters - for example, there were people who used their shelters to ride out Hurricane Katrina.Fort Irwin buildings Allied Container CMOUTS LLC Strategic Operations Safecastle LLC
So, there you have it, the basic nuts and bolts of my pipe dream for building a sort of retirement home/castle in the wilds of Wyoming - somewhere in this vicinity:link
Thoughts? Admit it, you think I'm completely and totally insane.
- The Fly
Themis: I may kill [The 747].
The Fly: Hold that thought. I want to enjoy this with a beer. I'll be right back.
Themis: lol
The Fly: Killian's Irish Red. You were saying?
Themis: So [The 747]'s genius idea?
Themis: Spin class then yoga right after.
The Fly: Right.
Themis: Fuck that.
Themis: I'm hurting.
The Fly: Did she do it?
Themis: Yes.
The Fly: Did you?
Themis: Yes.
Themis: And I'm hurting.
The Fly: So how do you think you'll do the killing? Will there be pictures? Maybe I'll spring for champagne.
Themis: haha
Themis: She looked at me over lunch & goes "didn't you do the same thing last weekend?"
Themis: Me: "Hell no - i did yoga then hip hop!"
Themis: Her: "Oh, well hell I didn't know that."
Themis: Genius move.
Themis: Maybe it'll shock my body into dropping those two pounds so I can break 150.
Themis: And I'm glad I'm sore. It means I worked.
Themis: But I wanted to beat her once she realized that I'd never done that (nor had i wanted to).
The Fly: On the plus/weird side, she actually went to two classes in a row.
Themis: Yes she did!
Themis: Great success there.
Themis: I knew we were in trouble when our yoga instructor (who did spin class with us for most of the class) started going "for you people who did spin before this, im sorry for this next pose."
Themis: Mentally, I'm going "... Fuck."
The Fly: ROFL
Themis: But again, I should thank her.
Themis: Because it forced me to push my body.
Themis: Makes me think I might actually be able to take off two pounds this week.
Themis: Which is good, because I havent taken off two pounds in one week since week three or so.
The Fly: So guess who decided to flirt-text with me last night as I was trying to go to bed.
Crypto King: fattie mcnutjob?
The Fly: Ding, ding, ding.
The Fly: Couple of texts back and forth, told her I was getting ready to go to bed.
The Fly: Convo from there went something like this.
The Fly: "Well, let me know if there's anything I can do to help... When you're better :)"
The Fly: Me: "That sounds like a very dangerous offer."
The Fly: Her: "Maybe it's an offer I want you to take me up on."
The Fly: Me: "Don't talk your way into any corners that you're not prepared to act your way out of."
The Fly: Her: "No acting necessary."
Crypto King: well, either she's being a tease, or she wants the cock.
The Fly: Me: "Too bad, it was the acting (actions) that I was looking forward to."
The Fly: Her: "That's your fault for confusing acting with actions." ((WTF?))
The Fly: Me: "So, are you all talk, or are you prepared to do the actions?"
The Fly: Her: "I guess you'll just have to ask of* out to find out." ((Apparently she's not yet mastered predictive text, as a simple click of the * button would have changed "of" to "me" since they both use the 63 sequence on a phone keypad.))
The Fly: At that point she'd interrupted sleep several times, so I told her I was going to bed.
Crypto King: well, it sounds like you've got hot fattie ass just waiting for you, anytime you care to take her up on the offer.
The Fly: Hot as in easily aroused, or hot as in attractive?
The Fly: At any rate, I can't tell whether she wants my stuff, or if she thinks that this is her second chance to tease me into buying her food. That sure seemed to be her primary motivation a few weeks ago, and she wasn't that great at masking it.
Crypto King: do you really think she's changed her goals so much in a couple of weeks.
Crypto King: still, times are tough, maybe she's willing to put out in exchange for some food.
The Fly: If I did, I wouldn't have mentioned what I think her real goal is.
Crypto King: she's angling for the goods. and she probably knows she's not attractive enough to get them based on looks alone.
Crypto King: so she starts with the teasing.
Crypto King: I seriously doubt she puts out so easy, but it's entirely possible she does.
The Fly: Well, back to the theme of "Has she changed that much in a few weeks", her line about giving me a BJ was something along the lines of "It'll take a lot of free dinners before that happens." Not "We'll have to know each other pretty well," or "I'll have to be really comfortable with you," or "That will take some time." A lot of free dinners.
The Fly: Maybe I can just buy her a shit ton of TV dinners at Harris Teeter and then point at my junk.
Crypto King: in these economic conditions, that might work.
The Fly: Or I could go to a butcher and buy her a side of beef.
Crypto King: nothing gets them hotter than raw beef.
The Fly: And with that line, this conversation just got slated for blog posting.