Monday, March 7, 2016

"I've got all the money I'll ever need, if I die by four o'clock." - Henny Youngman


I had a 9 a.m. appointment to see a nurse at The Travel Clinic in Eugene so I could get the anti-malarial med I should have for going to TZ. The coffee shop I go to in Veneta doesn't open until 8:00 and I have to get prep work done each day between now and leaving in three weeks, so I went in to the Starbucks on the way to that clinic. I was there by 6:30 and made good progress before heading off to see that nurse.

That travel nurse and I didn't exactly hit it off. I'm pretty sure after I left she shook her head in disgust and disapproval. She thinks I'm irresponsible and foolish for not getting vaccinated for Hepatitis A through R, tetanus, rabies, and at least six other potentially deadly afflictions. And I should by a mosquito net to sleep under.
I got a Rx for an anti-malarial per the recommendation of my hosts out there. Done.

One think I like about the PNW is the total lack of dress code. Business suits and dresses, flannel and blue jeans, totally scruffy ensembles of plaids with stripes.... And the cover says nothing about the book. Maybe it's the remnant of 60's hippydom, or the regions exceeding liberalism, or the psychological effects of all the rain. But it's a stark contrast to the fashion consciousness of Phoenix metro.
Oregon is pretty laid back in almost every respect. Just don't put your empty Starbucks cup in the wrong option of the six trash bins on your way out!

Thinking back to last night's post, a word of explanation:
It's impossible to overstate my view of the importance of what's called the homiletical event (preaching). It is the one time someone stands before a group and proclaims, "Thus saith the Lord...." That is a fearsome responsibility.

I and an epiphanette in the wee hours of Sunday morning as I lay in bed with my eyes wide open. I'm to the point of deciding what the interior of Fred will look like and couldn't settle on anything I felt good about. With cedar on the beams do I want unfinished wood - cedar? - as wainscoting? What about trip around the windows and doors? Just a boring off-white for the drywall above the wainscoting? And the floor - what should it be? Too much wood and the place will feel like a mountain cabin instead of a slightly contemporary space with roots in the woods. How's that for a messy metaphor?)
I'll get some 4x8 sheets of surfaced T1-11pine siding from Hammer Lumber downtown and cut them down for the wainscoting - we were in there a couple of months ago and saw some nice options - and paint them something between a celery and moss green. I found a color card at Lowe's that I like. The drywall above that will get painted a light cream. The trim will all be the surfaced side of the same cedar I used to dress the ceiling beams, and I may also make a cap for the wainscoting out of cedar. The track lighting will be black and I'll use that for other accents, too. I'll get a faux wood stove to heat the space. I'm hoping to make a desktop out of some live edge cedar the Dave at the coffee shop says he has for me, but I've also been told about a business here that makes pine and fir glue-lam beams and almost always has scrap pieces of significant size. Lumber Liquidators now carries a wide variety of butcher block options that might also work.
This is coming together in my head.

"The gun manufacturers sell guns to make as much money as they can make!" - Hillary Clinton, mid-tirade.
Uhm...I thought that was the point of any manufacturer in a free market, to make as much money as legally possible. And I didn't hear her accuse gun manufacturers of anything illegal.
Or is making as much profit as possible a bad thing in her view?

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