Where is Mike Holmes When You Need Him?
So last Saturday, we embarked on a bit of painting. You see, the paint in our apartment is some sort of "priming basic paint", which isn't totally awful to look at (unlike primer), but isn't quite awesome either, it's prime quality being that it's easy to paint over. After we recently discovered that this quality also made it a fairly hospitable surface for mold, we decided we'd paint the bathrooms with a more appropriate type of paint. While we were there, we also wanted to paint some of the doors a darker shade, a bit like the cupboards.
Unfortunately, after sleeping at azrhey's parents and going to liberation_now and tygrbabe's brunchwarming (where several attempts to make us explode with delicious food were made!), we came back and saw that there was actually a number of screw-ups we hadn't noticed the day before that piled up to make it downright disastrous.
So there has been episodes of peeling off misapplied paint, sanding down some defects, putting in some spackle in places, and repainting some insufficiently covered areas. The bathrooms are more or less back under control, although the doors still need work.
That's combined with finally getting the delivery (albeit a bit later, and taking longer than expected) of the custom wall unit we had ordered a while back for the living room. It's very nice, although it has some of the warts of a one-off, such has just about zero cable routing and the very stylish smoked glass door apparently messing with the PVR's remote control. There was a small mistake in the design, but we actually like it better than what we wanted originally, so there (we'll be able to have a small bar in it!). Still, a fine piece of furniture. Now we just need to get more DVDs to stuff in its gigantic drawers!
It seems like I'm the worst bike mechanic in the world. For a few days now, I was hearing a bit of a metallic noise when I was going over potholes and cracks in the pavement, as if a screw was loose and a washer was bouncing around on it. I tried to locate the origin of the sound, grabbing my cables, derailleurs, and various other mechanical parts, all the while going along Notre-Dame (not the safest plan, by the way). No luck. So I stopped by Belleville Cycle Co-op on the way to work, worried that this might lead eventually to something more serious, like a broken chain or whatnot, and the guy there put me to shame. One of the unused bottle cage screws was loose, and the spacing washer was bouncing around on it. Duh! I swear I checked those guys, but there's four of them, and I as I was doing that while riding, I guess I skipped the culprit... Argh.
azrhey and I took a small break today to go to the Akoha, uh, thing. We've both left wondering a bit about where the money is going to be coming from (but you have to admit that you get to wonder about that for most of what you see on the Internet, and yet, it's there!), but it's a pretty cool and generally positive idea. I'll try to do well as a tester. :-)
Coming back from there, I saw a pretty sweet bike locked on St-Laurent, a Specialized Langster Seattle. I guess that for a fixie, getting it all done like that is kind of cheating, and I'm not entirely sure of what I want yet in a fixie anyway, but it looks damned nice (the Chicago colour is very nice, but the Seattle handlebars are more to my liking). The Seattle one has a coffee cup holder? Uh, anyway...
Unfortunately, after sleeping at azrhey's parents and going to liberation_now and tygrbabe's brunchwarming (where several attempts to make us explode with delicious food were made!), we came back and saw that there was actually a number of screw-ups we hadn't noticed the day before that piled up to make it downright disastrous.
So there has been episodes of peeling off misapplied paint, sanding down some defects, putting in some spackle in places, and repainting some insufficiently covered areas. The bathrooms are more or less back under control, although the doors still need work.
That's combined with finally getting the delivery (albeit a bit later, and taking longer than expected) of the custom wall unit we had ordered a while back for the living room. It's very nice, although it has some of the warts of a one-off, such has just about zero cable routing and the very stylish smoked glass door apparently messing with the PVR's remote control. There was a small mistake in the design, but we actually like it better than what we wanted originally, so there (we'll be able to have a small bar in it!). Still, a fine piece of furniture. Now we just need to get more DVDs to stuff in its gigantic drawers!
It seems like I'm the worst bike mechanic in the world. For a few days now, I was hearing a bit of a metallic noise when I was going over potholes and cracks in the pavement, as if a screw was loose and a washer was bouncing around on it. I tried to locate the origin of the sound, grabbing my cables, derailleurs, and various other mechanical parts, all the while going along Notre-Dame (not the safest plan, by the way). No luck. So I stopped by Belleville Cycle Co-op on the way to work, worried that this might lead eventually to something more serious, like a broken chain or whatnot, and the guy there put me to shame. One of the unused bottle cage screws was loose, and the spacing washer was bouncing around on it. Duh! I swear I checked those guys, but there's four of them, and I as I was doing that while riding, I guess I skipped the culprit... Argh.
azrhey and I took a small break today to go to the Akoha, uh, thing. We've both left wondering a bit about where the money is going to be coming from (but you have to admit that you get to wonder about that for most of what you see on the Internet, and yet, it's there!), but it's a pretty cool and generally positive idea. I'll try to do well as a tester. :-)
Coming back from there, I saw a pretty sweet bike locked on St-Laurent, a Specialized Langster Seattle. I guess that for a fixie, getting it all done like that is kind of cheating, and I'm not entirely sure of what I want yet in a fixie anyway, but it looks damned nice (the Chicago colour is very nice, but the Seattle handlebars are more to my liking). The Seattle one has a coffee cup holder? Uh, anyway...