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Snarky Old Fart (in training)
Well, howdy there internet subjects and those admiring Willie's ability to count BTUs from downed trees.
It's Troy again.
No booms in this area, other than thunder this morning.
Today is the third day of the Three Rivers Festival here in the fort. We have two rivers, that merge into a third.
(I don't count the third, it's the same two rivers, but those who name rivers disagree.)
Anyway. Wife was supposed to go with her sister to the fesitval, and tour the Sidewalk Art Gallery. Artists bust out the chalk starting on Friday, and take a large section of one of the plaza's for their art. They're very good at it.
Unfortunately, this morning our fair city got over half an inch of rain. I suspect the art is long gone. And with the heat into the low 90s, and very muggy, wife is trying to beg off. Next weekend looks to be low 80s with lower humidity. Of course, the chalk art will be long gone.
I had to print up some more cyclops parts for my Thunderstruck Band of Cyclops to help the orcs out. And I printed some more balloons for the Dystopian halfling Mad Max army.
Not sure what I'll end up doing this afternoon. Painting, or trying to bend into the crevices and try to get the last of the two loops laid on the layout. I'm only working on foam risers at this point. But once they're in, I'll be able to see I need to adjust the risers anywhere else. After that is complete, I'll start with the plaster cloth, then the track laying.
But, first, I need to run the shark around the basement. No, the cat always hides. He must be worried about getting eaten by the shark, but maybe he's concerned about being electrocuted instead. He does like to chew on cords. But not beagle levels of chewing.
It's Troy again.
No booms in this area, other than thunder this morning.
Today is the third day of the Three Rivers Festival here in the fort. We have two rivers, that merge into a third.
(I don't count the third, it's the same two rivers, but those who name rivers disagree.)
Anyway. Wife was supposed to go with her sister to the fesitval, and tour the Sidewalk Art Gallery. Artists bust out the chalk starting on Friday, and take a large section of one of the plaza's for their art. They're very good at it.
Unfortunately, this morning our fair city got over half an inch of rain. I suspect the art is long gone. And with the heat into the low 90s, and very muggy, wife is trying to beg off. Next weekend looks to be low 80s with lower humidity. Of course, the chalk art will be long gone.
I had to print up some more cyclops parts for my Thunderstruck Band of Cyclops to help the orcs out. And I printed some more balloons for the Dystopian halfling Mad Max army.
Not sure what I'll end up doing this afternoon. Painting, or trying to bend into the crevices and try to get the last of the two loops laid on the layout. I'm only working on foam risers at this point. But once they're in, I'll be able to see I need to adjust the risers anywhere else. After that is complete, I'll start with the plaster cloth, then the track laying.
But, first, I need to run the shark around the basement. No, the cat always hides. He must be worried about getting eaten by the shark, but maybe he's concerned about being electrocuted instead. He does like to chew on cords. But not beagle levels of chewing.
instead of panels like I had for the basement. Anyway, Tuesday morning my advisors said that the city may have special requirements for the driveway approach (as they called the part of the driveway in the strip between the sidewalk and curb) and may not even allow the tubing in it (as that land is technically city land even though we're responsible for building and maintaining it). So they put in a call to the city Tuesday before noon and I still have not gotten an answer back. So we were just kind of in a holding pattern all week waiting to hear back from the city so that I could get the very last tube run installed, and then put the wire mesh in and get the concrete guys here.
