We're supposed to get 3/4" of rain tomorrow and 1.8" Sunday. Baker Rd. is going to be a muddy mess.
Robert Kraft owns the New England Patriots. He's 77 years old. His wife died in 2011 and he's been dating some actress since 2012. Well, maybe not dating her anymore.
Robert Kraft was arrested for solicitation of a prostitute after getting videotaped paying a hooker in Jupiter. FL.
One word: Deflategate
We sometimes watch Shark Tank on TV, a show where people pitch their business idea to a group of uber wealthy investors including Mark Cuban in hopes of getting some capital to start or expand their business.
I need to go on Shark Tank.
I need a real garage but that's way too pricey. By the time the site prep, foundation, walls and roof are done it's probably pushing $10k, maybe more. BUT....
I can buy a shipping container for about $3k. Site prep is a bobcat leveling a pad with no need for a cement slab because the container has a steel bottom. I could get a 20' container for a few thousand dollars less but I want the extra room. So the back half of the container becomes a mini-shop with a utility door cut in the side at that end. (That's easy to do.)
The problem: shipping containers are wide enough for a vehicle but not to open the car doors once the car is in the container. So if I drive it in I should plan on staying in the car until I'm ready to back it out.
You ready? 'cause here's the genius part!
The floor of the container will get a false bottom with a floor that slides in/out of the container at the flip of a switch on the outside of the container. Picture the tow truck with the rear ramp deck that tilts and slides back toward the target car that is then winched onto the deck which is then retracted back up to the tow truck's frame.
Same thing, except in this case it doesn't need to tilt. It slides back just far enough so that I can drive my car (Sally) onto the platform, get out, and then flip a switch on the back corner of the container. Bzzzzzzzz and the ramp withdraws into the container. Close the doors and BOOM; it's out of the weather and 100% secure,
Shark Tank, or Kick Starter??
Friend Sherry sent me this. OUTSTANDING!
Some of it goes by really fast so pay attention. And if you don't know opera you'll miss some. That's OK, you'll still be impressed!
They don't let you sing opera.
The carpet and shift console were both delivered this afternoon so I could start that project tomorrow. Except that I don't have room to work in Barnette and it's supposed to start raining tonight and not stop for the rest of next week.
Oregon.
Rhode Island Red hens lay an average of five to six eggs a week for the first two years and then production drops off so that you're putting more money in feed into them than you get back in eggs. Emily, David & Marta's daughter, works at Diess Feed Store on the way into Eugene and has ordered us a dozen sex linked Reds. That means they're a hybrid breed that even as hatchlings have a different appearance if they're male or female.
Emily and her husband Levy live on David & Marta's property in a single wide of the same vintage as ours and also raise animals. They have goats, sheep, and a variety of fowl including chickens, quail, and a few ducks. She incubates quail eggs and sells the chicks.
Emily has agreed to raise our dozen chicks alongside her own new chicks which allows us to keep our hens. If we put the new chicks in with the hens they'd be pecked to death inside of an hour. In the past I've killed the old hens, put the chicks in the coop with a heat lamp, and Pam has purchased eggs at the store until the chicks are old enough to start laying, usually about seven months later. But now we can keep our hens while Emily raises our chicks.
Tomorrow I'll go in to the feed store where Emily works on Saturdays and pay her for the chicks ($4 each) and two bags of chick feed. She may need a third before the chicks are ready to come over here.
#OurRuralLife
Tomorrow night we're going to a staff party that's a murder mystery thing. The story is set in a 1920's nightclub and we've each been assigned a character to play. I'm a stock broker and Pam is a bass player in a jazz band.
OK, parties like this aren't exactly my thing so I've been talking myself into having a ton of fun.
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