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A Small Bit Busy

I’m a bit tied up with stuff at the moment.  Stuff and shit.  Shit and stuff.

I’m busy in a little project which I’m enjoying but which takes time.  All my time.  This explains the shortage of nonsense coming from this quarter, but when I get a free minute, or alternatively, when I decide I’ve had enough of this shit and go away to decompress, I make sure to bring the laptop with me so that I can spread the bullshit.

As you might know from previous posts over the years, I like to make stuff from timber.  I like to build things, and that’s what I’m about at the moment.  Making stuff.  Building things.  I love doing that but don’t get the opportunity often enough.

There’s a great release in it.  A great freedom.  Over the years — the endless years of my existence, for I am very old indeed — I’ve done all sorts of things, and many of them have involved people asking me hard questions I had to answer.

When will the phlinbogthabnink be ready?

How many thingwaggles do we need?

What size is the krodfanjbibble?

The hoojaxabibbie doesn’t work.

I always did my best to solve the problem.

I’ll find out.  I’ll look into it.  I’ll have a meeting with them and see if it can be redesigned.  I’ll call him.  I’ll ask.  I’ll do it.

This project is heaven.  Today, somebody asked me how the equipment should be installed and I said, I don’t know.   I’m only the fucking chippy.

God.  I could get used to this.

32 replies on “A Small Bit Busy”

Great! I also love making things and solving impossible problems. Problem is, I seldom allow myself time to enjoy decompression, though I am seriously considering a few interesting options on the illusive temporal horizon…. It may soon time to build a Whatyoumaycallitron.

Bock, ever try to build a log cabin using only a sharp axe ?. First you fell the pine trees and bark them. I have seen older men do it and they seem so content with them selves. Content not happy just content.

I must confess that I have never built a log cabin using either a sharp or a blunt axe. However, if I had the time and the availability, I would love to see it done.

Bock, It is poetry in motion as the oul fellas gather at the site for the building of the first layer of logs. Theese oul fellas seem to know so much about timber so they have no need to speak, just the odd nick of the head as a sign of approval or a grunt for the opposite. I once in my hey days dismantled a log cabin from the 18th century and moved it over a frozen lake to be reassembled under the supervision of a “Timmerman”. He didn’t speak much either. I had to lift each log for hand and my muscles screamed for mercy, They are beautiful buildings Bock.

“Over the years — the endless years of my existence, for I am very old indeed”
Jesus Bock.. are you that bloody old?
Ok let’s see.. are you having any ‘falls’ yet? Glasses required maybe? Getting cantankerous for no reason?

You’re not that old surely.. look it Hugh Heffner just got engaged. He’s something like 84. His fiance is 24. Good man. I’d say he’s popping viagras though for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

” Over the years — the endless years of my existence, for I am very old indeed —”

Bock you’re not that old surely. Look at Hugh Heffner, he just got engaged. He’s 84. His fiance is 24. Good man him. If he can do it…

Bock playboy is the correct term if the 84 year old has money,if not then dirty old fucker is the correct term.

Hey auld Bock, being jealous of auld hugh does you no justice, money has fuck all got to do with it. Hugh Hefner is a perfect gentleman, a real ladies man. I mean c`mon, do you really think that all those women over the years ( and there are an awful lot of them ) had no brains? no mind of their own?

Those women have been flocking and i mean flocking, to auld Hughies home just to be seen with him. C`mon now, in auld Hughies case you either got it or you don`t!

Bock, just an aside here. When i look in the auld mirror here at home, i see a total stranger. I mean there is this really old guy staring right back at me. I don`t know who he is, or what he is doing in my home!

But over the years i have come to accept the fact that there are things that i have absolutely no control over, a lot of things that are happening just now. So i just accept what i cannot understand and get on with life.

Bock, in all honesty, any man who would project any wish/fantasy on yourself would need some seeing to. Sure aren`t you a unique one entirely!

Bock, you surely know that the euphimisim for the woodshed on the usa is to avoid the reality of living. Maybe you present obession with wood work is related somehow. Not being an expert in that i am of course opent to contradiction, and i am even open to being proved/shown to be totally wrong here. No shame involved.

Bock, you can at any time, ( as this is entirely your site ) accept or reject any point/arguement made here.

I am not here to show you up! I don`t need to, you do a really exclusive job on that yourself. i do realise that while you are otherwise engaged, you may be distracted by reality. No shame there. The need to keep a grip is a different focus however, I am dying. Should you think that i don`t have a grip on reality here is offensive!
Your predjucies, and they are real, cause only ( well frustrations ). You truley mean well Bock but you tend to alienate, for the want of a better word, those that would love, really love. To be part of what you are.!

Bock, are you a dirty fucker? Please say yes.. otherwise the persona I’ve imaged for you is completely ruined.
I agree it’s not his money.. has to be the viagra.

Sodacake, we’ll all dying.. get a grip man. And what did I tell you about taking care of yourself. You’ll be around for a long time to come I’m sure. .

Bock, are you a dirty fucker? Please say yes.. otherwise the persona I’ve imaged for you is completely ruined.
I agree it’s not his money.. has to be the viagry.

Sodacake, we’ll all dying.. get a grip man. And what did I tell you about taking care of yourself. You’ll be around for a long time to come I’m sure.

Hello Mr. Bock.. would you like some viagry to keep that special woman in your life veeery happy for looong time. Tis not always spam. :)

Love the wood myself. Do a fair bit in the cottage. Nothing could be nicer on a fresh Jan of Feb morning, then the smell of freshly sawed wood and the aroma of a grand pot of fresh coffee heating on the stove. Golden days!

Being a cack-handed luadarmán myself when it comes to things practical, I can only admire the bricoleurs and Gobán Saors of this world.

I might get another look at the work in progress if you’re there tommorow.Interesting to watch the developments.

Love the wood myself Bock, made a chicken house and a hive for the colony of bees I got last year, can’t afford to build my own house so just build homes for the creatures I live with.

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