Extreme Home Makeover
there was a change of plans, i really wanted to meet the deadline i had set for myself and the 523 decided to help me out by freezing time so i could paint the floor and let it dry while you where all frozen in place. i took up most of the furniture tuesday evening and yesterday. i still have a few posters, toys and whatnot to put up but i think most of the lugging furniture and mounting shelves is done. It all kind of fit together like a puzzle, leaving me lots of storage space and a nice clear center of the room. i like how the biloxi blue paint (which i prefer to think of as lego blue) looks next to the brown furniture and edges of posters and stuff. the metal paneling on the ceiling worked well, also...the ridges in it help make the room look wider. It's about 12 foot at the front and tapers back to eight feet, the ceiling is about 8 feet high in the front and just over 6' in back(pic below). i took a few almost decent pictures, but due to the lens on my cheapo camera and the size and shape of the room it's impossible to take a nice wall to wall, floor to ceiling shot...here's one through the door:
i did find a damn shingle on the ground yesterday so i guess i better look at the roof again. today, i'm going to paint some more of the barn and take a few more things up to the treehouse.
wouldn't you know it, the first night i spend out there, i see a UFO. i think he was a friend of Deltron 3030*. i drew this sketch for the authorities:
Treehouses and Tractors:
yes, i did watch the end of deal or no deal when i was eating dinner. For some reason, howie mandell reminds me hardcore of harvey...the similarity of their names, the smile, the close cropped head, the general enthusiasm they both have. the guys who created movies like Running Man and Endgame definitely captured what the audience of the future would look like, even tho the games aren't quite as violent as they envisioned...yet. Some of the contestants sound like they're having an orgasm when they gotta make a choice. it's funny how popular a show with such little strategy or knowledge can get just from suspensefully placed commercial breaks and those stupid cell phone calls. i think they should call it "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire For People Who Suck At Jeopardy!". I suck at Jeopardy. i get answers right in some history and sci-fi categories.
the lines of the wall look crazy in this corner, the floor and shelves are actually level, but the wall is about 4 inches farther out at the top then the bottom from when the tree fell on it
my dad got a new tractor last night. there's no steering wheel, you use two handlebars to make one wheel move forward while the other goes back to spin around, like a tank. It's good for cutting grass and all around trees and stuff in the yard. my dad says it'd be good to run in races around cones at farm fairs...i think it'd be good to mount a cannon to and play Vindicators or twisted Metal. It's one of 6 tractors in this barn. altogether, he has 2 john deeres, 2 cases, 3 international harvester farmall cubs, an old iron tractor, and the gravely...he also has a gravely lawnmower that you walk behind. 4 of the tractors run. the international harvester comes in handy when i need to move firewood and whenever i need to harvest internationally. my dad has obviously passed his collection genes into my brothers and i...Lucas currently has 4 cars here that don't run, Brian has 2 boats, a dirt bike, and a car here even tho he doesn't live here anymore(they all run cause he's a mechanic)...i'm glad the stuff i collect is much cheaper and smaller...although i do have 2 mopeds in the barn that don't run and three working bikes...i'd sell one of the bikes, tho. Collection does have it's merits...looking around in my barn or attic is like going to home depot or the flea market. I'm pretty sure the only new thing i needed for the treehouse was the blue paint and 50 washers. Everything else we already had laying around somewhere. I'm sure the washers were here, too, but i couldn't find them. There was also plenty of paint, but the color selection was down to white or brown.
from the vault: scanned this one for mike (http://neosinific.livejournal.com/). he's supposed to be throwing his gun in celebration. I guess he has that deadpan look on his face from all the shell shock...is this what adult cabbage patch kids look like?
*Deltron 3030 -Turbulence:
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence
It's 3030, yo, I get my hands dirty
They think they the pure breed, medically insured weed
Fuck the system, non-conformist humans
Walk around because of their ordinance, just ornaments
Super-thugs use computer bugs, all ignoramuses
Reduced to savage half-beasts off a crack piece
Not me, I'm shit-faced, which way but loose
In a hovercraft, not no bubble-bath, turbo-boost
Fuck Earth, I want to live on Mars so I'm closer to the stars
And farther away from dumb civilization with no mental stimulation
They changed the constitution for your red white and blue friends
Exterminate nuisance, no one listens to what you said
The online is touching your head
With brainwashing, with propaganda about your fearless leader
Who got two hundred bodyguards so you can't touch him either
Bodies disappear, obviously of fear
Lobbyists can't get near shit
Everybody's spirits are under control
Computers run with the soul
Elitists defeat us, they live by the beaches
Bubbledome over the hemisphere, so you can't enter here
We live in the dumps with mutant rodents
With blood red eyes, saliva drips for opponents
Scratch your ID chip off cuz everybody own it
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence (3x)
They only teach high-tech in private portables
That float above commoners, they'd soon as bomb it first
Advanced safety features, from contact with creatures
Who either slave their lives away in outdated factories
Or may be bounty hunters in a land of apathy
I'm Butch Cassidy, style wild, uncontained
I steal computer disk files, drink water from drains
Metal detectors check ya, with reflectors in every sector
While I drink electric nectar
No one believes inspectors and spooks
They just lecture the youth about having respect and couth
Toward the US, and you guessed it
The rest get imprisoned or incisions in their medulla
No president, we have a ruler
"You are to be inside by 9 o'clock or we will shoot ya"
Missile launchers haunt ya in your nightmares
It ain't quite fair, little tykes ain't prepared
They've got your wife naked bare in the subway
For some thug play, neo-punks with cerebral pumps
For enhanced recognition of politicians and witches
Senior citizens are disposed against their wishes
Aliens landed and said our planet wasn't worth invadin
Cuz all the natural resources are fadin
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence
spell check: Treehouses Tree houses, Tree-houses, Rehouses, Storehouses, Firehouses, Warehouses, Townhouses, Storehouse's, Trousers, Firehouse's, Warehouse's, Rehearses, Tresses, Roadhouses, Terese's, Whorehouses, Triposes, Trouser's, Roadhouse's, Whorehouse's
if you're mistaking a tree for a whore, somethin' wrong with you, boy!
i did find a damn shingle on the ground yesterday so i guess i better look at the roof again. today, i'm going to paint some more of the barn and take a few more things up to the treehouse.
wouldn't you know it, the first night i spend out there, i see a UFO. i think he was a friend of Deltron 3030*. i drew this sketch for the authorities:
Treehouses and Tractors:
yes, i did watch the end of deal or no deal when i was eating dinner. For some reason, howie mandell reminds me hardcore of harvey...the similarity of their names, the smile, the close cropped head, the general enthusiasm they both have. the guys who created movies like Running Man and Endgame definitely captured what the audience of the future would look like, even tho the games aren't quite as violent as they envisioned...yet. Some of the contestants sound like they're having an orgasm when they gotta make a choice. it's funny how popular a show with such little strategy or knowledge can get just from suspensefully placed commercial breaks and those stupid cell phone calls. i think they should call it "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire For People Who Suck At Jeopardy!". I suck at Jeopardy. i get answers right in some history and sci-fi categories.
the lines of the wall look crazy in this corner, the floor and shelves are actually level, but the wall is about 4 inches farther out at the top then the bottom from when the tree fell on it
my dad got a new tractor last night. there's no steering wheel, you use two handlebars to make one wheel move forward while the other goes back to spin around, like a tank. It's good for cutting grass and all around trees and stuff in the yard. my dad says it'd be good to run in races around cones at farm fairs...i think it'd be good to mount a cannon to and play Vindicators or twisted Metal. It's one of 6 tractors in this barn. altogether, he has 2 john deeres, 2 cases, 3 international harvester farmall cubs, an old iron tractor, and the gravely...he also has a gravely lawnmower that you walk behind. 4 of the tractors run. the international harvester comes in handy when i need to move firewood and whenever i need to harvest internationally. my dad has obviously passed his collection genes into my brothers and i...Lucas currently has 4 cars here that don't run, Brian has 2 boats, a dirt bike, and a car here even tho he doesn't live here anymore(they all run cause he's a mechanic)...i'm glad the stuff i collect is much cheaper and smaller...although i do have 2 mopeds in the barn that don't run and three working bikes...i'd sell one of the bikes, tho. Collection does have it's merits...looking around in my barn or attic is like going to home depot or the flea market. I'm pretty sure the only new thing i needed for the treehouse was the blue paint and 50 washers. Everything else we already had laying around somewhere. I'm sure the washers were here, too, but i couldn't find them. There was also plenty of paint, but the color selection was down to white or brown.
from the vault: scanned this one for mike (http://neosinific.livejournal.com/). he's supposed to be throwing his gun in celebration. I guess he has that deadpan look on his face from all the shell shock...is this what adult cabbage patch kids look like?
*Deltron 3030 -Turbulence:
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence
It's 3030, yo, I get my hands dirty
They think they the pure breed, medically insured weed
Fuck the system, non-conformist humans
Walk around because of their ordinance, just ornaments
Super-thugs use computer bugs, all ignoramuses
Reduced to savage half-beasts off a crack piece
Not me, I'm shit-faced, which way but loose
In a hovercraft, not no bubble-bath, turbo-boost
Fuck Earth, I want to live on Mars so I'm closer to the stars
And farther away from dumb civilization with no mental stimulation
They changed the constitution for your red white and blue friends
Exterminate nuisance, no one listens to what you said
The online is touching your head
With brainwashing, with propaganda about your fearless leader
Who got two hundred bodyguards so you can't touch him either
Bodies disappear, obviously of fear
Lobbyists can't get near shit
Everybody's spirits are under control
Computers run with the soul
Elitists defeat us, they live by the beaches
Bubbledome over the hemisphere, so you can't enter here
We live in the dumps with mutant rodents
With blood red eyes, saliva drips for opponents
Scratch your ID chip off cuz everybody own it
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence (3x)
They only teach high-tech in private portables
That float above commoners, they'd soon as bomb it first
Advanced safety features, from contact with creatures
Who either slave their lives away in outdated factories
Or may be bounty hunters in a land of apathy
I'm Butch Cassidy, style wild, uncontained
I steal computer disk files, drink water from drains
Metal detectors check ya, with reflectors in every sector
While I drink electric nectar
No one believes inspectors and spooks
They just lecture the youth about having respect and couth
Toward the US, and you guessed it
The rest get imprisoned or incisions in their medulla
No president, we have a ruler
"You are to be inside by 9 o'clock or we will shoot ya"
Missile launchers haunt ya in your nightmares
It ain't quite fair, little tykes ain't prepared
They've got your wife naked bare in the subway
For some thug play, neo-punks with cerebral pumps
For enhanced recognition of politicians and witches
Senior citizens are disposed against their wishes
Aliens landed and said our planet wasn't worth invadin
Cuz all the natural resources are fadin
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an everyday occurrence
spell check: Treehouses Tree houses, Tree-houses, Rehouses, Storehouses, Firehouses, Warehouses, Townhouses, Storehouse's, Trousers, Firehouse's, Warehouse's, Rehearses, Tresses, Roadhouses, Terese's, Whorehouses, Triposes, Trouser's, Roadhouse's, Whorehouse's
if you're mistaking a tree for a whore, somethin' wrong with you, boy!