Trooper York: My vacation was last week....

Sunday, January 6, 2013

My vacation was last week....

And I need another one.

I am already really tired.

39 comments:

ndspinelli said...: Very common scenario. Take 2 shots and beers and call me if that doesn't work.; January 7, 2013 at 1:03 PM
The Dude said...: Two shots and a splash are what you try to avoid on a cruise ship.; January 7, 2013 at 1:07 PM
ndspinelli said...: Sixty, Trooper is no Leon Klinghoffer!

I took my son-in-law and 2 of his buddies to the game Saturday night @ Lambeau. It was a strange day. Did the eulogy of my best friend Saturday morning and then drove those 3 young men to the game. It was a Godsend, being an escape from sorrow. What is also a God send is the fact that I can take Viking fans, wearing Viking team jerseys[their "colors"] and have all of the ballbusting be civil, and this was a night game. In most stadiums, particularly out east, it's like Crips and Bloods vis a vis team colors. The Midwest is one of the few places you can take kids to a game and be pretty well assured it won't get nasty. Unfortunately, w/ football tix prices, you see few kids.; January 7, 2013 at 1:16 PM
blake said...: Time to hit the ol' cocaine...; January 7, 2013 at 3:26 PM
Michael Haz said...: Blake----share, man.; January 7, 2013 at 4:21 PM
blake said...: I can't afford cocaine.

I just cut my talcum powder with baking soda.; January 7, 2013 at 5:45 PM
ricpic said...: Troop, I wish you'd hibernate for at least a couple of weeks in January if you're really tired. They don't call it the dead of winter for nothin'. Come join me in bed...no, that's not...me in mine you in yourn and de-stress. Heck, over my bed there's even a refreshing waterfall. Kidding. Guy came today. Call's himself the house doctor. Right on top of the job. Sure enough it's ice damming. His crew was on the pitched roof cleared off snow and ice. Gonna put a tarp over the flat roof which also sprung a leak till they get to that. Then there's somekind of technical advance that signals the roof when the temp rises above 30 degrees after snow accumulation. Don't ask. Says it won't cost me a big fortune, only a small one ha ha. But seriesly, hibernation's the ticket. Oh, I forgot to add I also have mold. Save me, house doctor, save me! Sorry to be so self-centered so I'm going to reemphasize the need to slowdown in the middle of winter. Please.; January 7, 2013 at 6:24 PM
The Dude said...: Mold? Paint it with Kilz then sell the house. Quickly.; January 7, 2013 at 6:26 PM
ricpic said...: That's it Sixty, build up my morale.; January 7, 2013 at 6:40 PM
The Dude said...: Kidding, my man. That is the typical reaction of 21st century types - mold - hell, well ate that stuff for breakfast when I was a kid. No, really - the bread was moldy, there was mold on the homemade jelly - we cut around it and kept on going.

People these days are wimps. I would tell you about the well seasoned frying pan my father used to cook his bacon, but that's a story better told in person so that one can see the moves he made.

And yeah, he ate bacon, all of his baked goods were made with lard, he was obese, smoked unfiltered Camels and still lived longer than I or any other of his sons can reasonably expect to.

Now where did I put my smokes...; January 7, 2013 at 6:52 PM
The Dude said...: ^we, not well.; January 7, 2013 at 6:53 PM
The Dude said...: But back to the subject at hand - mold in buildings - people panic way too easily. A little is really not a big deal. Seriously, paint it with Kilz, then a top coat of a color you like, and stay put - it is not a big deal.; January 7, 2013 at 6:55 PM
Michael Haz said...: Hey ricpic - I was the go-to mold expert when I belonged to the Metro Milwaukee Builder's Association. Get my email addy from Trooper if you need advice.

Nutshell: 99% of mold is benign, even though the consultant guys want you to believe otherwise. And mold is NOT toxic. The goo produced by ONE rare species MAY be toxic to humans with compromised immune systems. That particular mold is stachybotrys chartarum and you don't have it.

How to be rid of it? Simple. Wash it with bleach diluted with 6 parts of water. Spray on, wipe off, rinse, done.

You'll see some black stains. they are just that: stains. Not dangerous.; January 7, 2013 at 6:56 PM
The Dude said...: Well there you have it - our in-house mold guy 'splains it all.

Like 30 round mags, mold is blamed for things it didn't do.; January 7, 2013 at 7:02 PM
Dust Bunny Queen said...: Mold "in" cheese is a good thing. Blue Cheese, Brie, Stilton, Gorgonzola, Cambembet.

Mold ON cheese. No big deal. Cut it out, throw it away and don't bother to tell anyone (unless they actually have a mold allergy, then pretend you have no idea what happened).

Same thing for weevils in the flour. Why do you think God invented sifters? We, or perhaps I should say "I", had a big bag of barley that got infested. No problemo. Put the stuff in a big pan of water and the weevils come to the top. Pour them off. Rinse and repeat. Put the barley in the oven at 200 on a cookie sheet for an hour or so. Ta Dah!!! Toasted barley.

We throw out much to much food. @ Sixty said. What a bunch of wimps.

:-); January 7, 2013 at 7:34 PM
Dust Bunny Queen said...: Or...Camembert. I have no idea what that other stuff is. DON'T eat it.; January 7, 2013 at 7:36 PM
ricpic said...: That's exactly what the House Doc told me, Haz, bleach diluted with water if you even suspect a spot of mold (where one of my walls is, ha ha, suppurating) and problem solved.; January 7, 2013 at 7:42 PM
The Dude said...: Suppurating like a fat Japanese guy pitching for the Y*nkees - I hear that!; January 7, 2013 at 7:53 PM
blake said...: People throw out cheese because there's mold on it?

Cheese IS mold, isn't it?; January 7, 2013 at 8:12 PM
Titus said...: The walls in my loft building are making weird noises.

The MIT Music Prof downstairs is freaking out.

It has something to do with the dryer vents.

I like the sound.

The MIT Prof sent an email to the entire bldg he was so distraught he was going to get a hotel-I was like calm down bitch.

I hate her. His name is Michael but he goes by Mykal-gross.

I am watching Notre Dame and Alabama and want both to lose because they are so red state.

Next week the Pats will destroy Texas which will be comforting.

Where is Miss Mamam?

tits.; January 7, 2013 at 8:42 PM
Titus said...: Was Ricpic crossing over to the dark side inviting Troop over?

Play safe Ricpic.; January 7, 2013 at 8:45 PM
chickelit said...: I could see Titus and Troop as the Odd Couple but not ricpic.; January 7, 2013 at 9:16 PM
chickelit said...: Cheese IS mold, isn't it?

No, cheese is molded. The Italians call it formaggio which conveys the notion of formed.

The cheesemaking process uses enzymes and bacteria.

Molds occur sporadically; January 7, 2013 at 9:22 PM
chickelit said...: Where is Miss Mamam?

I hope it it's not something someone said.; January 7, 2013 at 9:23 PM
windbag said...: For some reason I thought of this when I read about Sixty's dad.; January 7, 2013 at 10:02 PM
windbag said...: A couple of months back I was eating some saltines and washing them down with a glass of milk. About halfway through, I realized the milk was spoiled. I kept drinking it. It wasn't that bad, since it took me half a glass to make the discovery. The taste of the crackers almost covered it up.

I'm cheap, but I'm worth it.; January 7, 2013 at 10:05 PM
chickelit said...: I had some month-old buttermilk left in fridge the other day. This was after I get sick. There were no noticeable ill effects.; January 8, 2013 at 12:11 AM
MamaM said...: In the FWIW Dept, the original oil based Kilz smells 10 times worse, but covers mold better than the Latex Kilz. This from the plaster guy who helped us tackle the mold mess that resulted when cracks in the sealant around our chimney flashing led to water running down an interior wall behind the plaster. Unfortunately, we'd put off dealing with the musty smell until a rainstorm finally sealed the deal, with a noticeable drip dripping sound causing us to finally pull off the plaster and discover little rivulets of water running down blackened moldy wood. MrM resealed the heck out of the chimney first, then used a fan to dry the area, covered the mold with Spray Kilz and had it replastered. The nasty looking situation that appeared and smelled hopeless, turned out much better than expected. Hope that's the case for you, ricpic.; January 8, 2013 at 12:19 AM
Evi L. Bloggerlady said...: ricpic, mold is a disaster if it gets out of hand. Fix the leak and remove the water and the mold will stop. Mold needs water, food and mild temperatures to thrive. Take away the water, the mold stops growing.

Actually remediating the mold with bleach and then Kilz is fine for wood. It is when it gets into wallboard, (it loves the paper backing) and insulation it is a real bitch. It won't feed off fiberglass, but the stuff captures dust and dirt that it will feed off.; January 8, 2013 at 1:13 AM
Evi L. Bloggerlady said...: We have mold all around us. It is everywhere and so are the spores. It is a good thing, it breaks down dead stuff so living things can use them.

Modern homes are more prone to mold than older structures. Old homes breath and naturally dry out and exchange air. The more processed materials are, the easier it is for mold to eat them. Wood studs, singles, siding are hard for mold to grow on and really consumer. "Dry rot" (a complete misnomer since it thrives in wet conditions) takes years to work on real wood. Construction paper and manufactured cellulose products, however, are to mold and fungi like sugared cereals are to fat kids.; January 8, 2013 at 1:22 AM
Evi L. Bloggerlady said...: windbag and CL, buttermilk is great if you have a pond and want the rocks around it to be all mossy. You paint the rocks with buttermilk and the moss loves it.; January 8, 2013 at 1:24 AM
MamaM said...: Beware of cows pedaling buttermilk!

Paint the rocks indeed. Next thing up will be milk paint for houses and bark butter for trees!; January 8, 2013 at 1:59 AM
MamaM said...: Where is Miss Mamam?

I hope it it's not something someone said.

Every now and then I get extra tired of deceivers, manipulators and blowhards and become temporarily disheartened until something unusual, funny, kind or good shows up to lift my spirits or make me smile.

Based on the recent mention of Zentangles over at TOP, I ordered some Micron Pens and Stabilo fine liners in "Vibrant Colors" to try my hand at zentangling and that cheered me some.

The good news is, I don't have the flu, not yet anyway. We sent another pickup truck load of accumulated goods to goodwill last weekend in time for the tax credit and this weekend pulled apart another room, removing 20+ more boxes of books and materials that were used during another season of life.

I've been thinking a lot about "relevant" and what attending to "the matter at hand" might involve, as the definition described relevant as "Having a bearing on or connection with the matter at hand."

At present, I'm still not clear as to what matters at hand matter most. Since the dog died and I'm past the point of strangers trailing me around the parking garage yelling "oOOOOHHH Papi" and begging for me for something special between parked cars, I've had to focus on bearings and connections.; January 8, 2013 at 2:23 AM
The Dude said...: @windbag - I like that story, too. My father, for all of his faults, had a great sense of humor. God didn't forget about him, that's for sure, and he never even made it to age 73. But there was something about that lifestyle that was interesting, that's for sure.

Two years ago I bought the house I now live in. I started moving immediately. It took six months to get the wiring replaced, get the walls insulated, the drywall repaired and the interior somewhat painted. Then I moved in.

A year ago I began in earnest moving sheds from there to here and repairing the other house. It has been a very difficult year, with 4 months taken away from production work and that energy instead spent on rehab of the other house. It may sell, eventually, and that will be a great thing - one less house to concern myself with.

The blessing of all of this has been that I have had to go through almost every object I own and look at it through the lens of what if I only have 10 more years to live - am I really going to use that or make something out of it or read it? Using that measure, tons of stuff has found new homes - Goodwill, neighbors, friends, fellow woodworkers, family members, used book stores, eBay, compost heap, burn barrel or the recycling yard. It's all good and that process will continue.

Once the other place is gone I can resume my primary life task, which is to make stuff, which, in turn, becomes a burden for others. It's good to have goals.; January 8, 2013 at 9:29 AM
chickelit said...: Construction paper and manufactured cellulose products, however, are to mold and fungi like sugared cereals are to fat kids.

Brilliant, EBL!; January 8, 2013 at 10:37 AM
chickelit said...: @MamaM: Welcome back, and may all your bonbons be mots, not motes, nor moot.; January 8, 2013 at 10:39 AM
chickelit said...: Once the other place is gone I can resume my primary life task, which is to make stuff, which, in turn, becomes a burden for others. It's good to have goals.

You seem to be a man of both synthesis and analysis. What you make is what will outlive you.; January 8, 2013 at 11:20 AM
Evi L. Bloggerlady said...: Troop, did you see any of the Giants on that cruise?; January 8, 2013 at 3:24 PM
ndspinelli said...: EBL, The Giants went on the Rosie O'Donnell cruise.; January 8, 2013 at 3:56 PM

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