Day 5 (Oct 6, 2012)
Yay! Saturday!
Well it would have been a celebration had that whole life thing not gotten in the way. Wasn't able to begin again until about 9pm.
So, late or not, waltzed out to the garage and there they were, at attention, ready and willing to be massaged a bit more before panels 9 and 11 were to go into place. (Wait, just how in the HELL did they get off the bench? Nimoy? I want answers!)
Check'em out- Oh yeah, that's right, now look close- I skipped panel 9- HA! (Take that IITP)
Oooooh, a rebel he is. (<--OK, now say that in your head again and try to have it NOT sound like Yoda)
Of course, as any real rebel would do, I decided to go "old skool" on the jack plates. [insert mental image of a middle aged white guy doing a hideous cross-arm-pseudo-gang-sign here]
And by "old skool" I mean that I didn't think there was enough room under panel 9 for a standard 2-speakon plate so I couldn't punk out. I ended up going with the sketchup design dealy. That, or a plate just sounded boring, I can't really remember- dang, why are you asking me?
"Just show 'em the damn things Horace!" (<-- don't worry, this is a totally different strange voice in my head that doesn't at all sound like Yoda. - and I still don't know who Horace is..)
Suhweeeet right? Did you notice I even cut them so that they would be flush with panel 9? Yeah, I'm real fan of gratuitous unnecessary stability. Heck, I even follow them on Facebook!
[pause here until they return from their disappointing FB search]
[now giggle]
So, after all that excitement, it was now after midnight (and no, I'm not gonna count it another day), I'd had a few, so really all I was going to do at this point was some easy stuff.
Like what? Hey, why don't we pull those enormous and unbelievably long cables?
*whew* That was rough. It happens though, I'm told, when you're pounding brews, watching Jerry Springer re-runs and working at the same time late on a Saturday.
Again... I'M TOLD.
So after a couple of hours of real work, some chair raising entertainment, and splooging the holes with PL, it was definitely time for an acetone bath and about a six hour nap.
You know, you'd be amazed at how that stuff makes you sleep like a baby.
Or causes you to dizzy up and hit your head on the utility sink knocking you into an unplanned slumber.
I can never get that straight- hahahahahh. Nor do I want to as my utility sink blocks out the light perfectly.
Now, what day is next? Ah yes, uh, s-six! Yes, six!
(P.S. How do you know if your garage is not well vented?)
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