Have you ever tried typing with a two by four. Writer's block continues. We are looking forward to the family Christmas party.
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Loved
Sunday, December 1, 2019
Friday, November 1, 2019
November 1 2019
Using a loose definition of what a writer actually is.... I have writer's block.
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Loved
Have a good day
Loved
Monday, September 30, 2019
October 1, 2019
Don't you just love it when....the conversation starts:
Did you say your name was Antonini?
Yeah
I think I met your brother.
Yeah? Which one?
Do you have more than one?
I have six
What! Holy shit, that makes you seven.
Yeah
Do all seven ever get together?
Sometimes
Is it fun?
It's great.
Wow! lucky you, that's amazing...
Do you have any sisters?
Did you say your name was Antonini?
Yeah
I think I met your brother.
Yeah? Which one?
Do you have more than one?
I have six
What! Holy shit, that makes you seven.
Yeah
Do all seven ever get together?
Sometimes
Is it fun?
It's great.
Wow! lucky you, that's amazing...
Do you have any sisters?
Monday, September 2, 2019
September 2019
Don't you just hate it when...You're walking up your basement stairs favoring your left side because your back is sore from trowelling a new topping on your driveway the day before. Your body is listing to the left when you catch your shoulder on an outcropping of trim on the wall separating the stairs from the kitchen. The force of the impact tears an opening in your shoulder and the resulting blood stains the new white t-shirt you were so proud you found at the great price of $6 at Walmart.. Now your pride is shattered because you've spent $6 on a paint rag. Don't you just hate that.
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Loved
Have a great day
Loved
Monday, July 1, 2019
Saturday, June 1, 2019
June 1, 2019
Episode 15
Trapped
After 28 years working on all types of flooring I came in to contact with a fellow who specialized in hardwood flooring. He was looking for someone to help with a show home he had a contract for. I was looking for work at the time and it turned out to be a good fit. It's 24 years later and we continue to install hardwood as a team. It didn't always go smoothly though. I remember one particular day, Pat had gone for supplies and I stayed behind to get some flooring installed. I was going along at a pretty good clip, slamming boards together and nailing them in place. All of a sudden I felt a pain in my left ankle...no, I did not put a nail in my ankle, nor did I hit my ankle with the mallet. What happened was, when I went to move to the next board, my shoelace tightened forcefully at my ankle. I had nailed the lace between two boards. You know those knots that happen and it doesn't matter what you do it just won't come undone, yeah, this was one of those. The shoe was too tight to remove my foot and nobody was around to help out. I could see my utility knife across the room on one of the boxes. I thought of Yoda's instructions in the Star Wars saga, "Use the power of the force, Luke". Stupid little puppet, that didn't work. I went into puzzle solving mode. I had the mallet and nailer in hand and a bunch of hardwood in reach. The knife was about 12 feet away, or, for those of you who forget what a foot is, about 4 meters. I nailed four pieces of wood together. Ha. Now I could use the force, it just happened to be at the end of a pretty gnarly looking stick, which turned out to be quite a bit harder to control than a Jedi light sabre. It took a while but I finally knocked the knife to the floor. I worked it toward me, pushing boards out of the way and inching it closer and closer. It took all my patience to keep my wits about me and after about 20 minutes I was able to reach it. What the hell, it didn't have a blade in it, son of a...gun. There was a box of blades in my tool box but I'd need to add another board to my light sabre. It took another 20 minutes to knock my box over and free the box of blades. I started manipulating the box across the floor, moving boards from it's path as I coaxed it across the floor. It was just about within reach when I heard, "You need some help with that?" Pat was standing behind me. "When did you get back?" I asked.
"About 30 minutes ago."
"What the hell, why didn't you say so?"
"I couldn't believe your patience, I would have snapped long ago."
" And yet you had the patience to watch."
" Yeah, well I was eating lunch."
"You better cut me loose." I bristled.
"Yeah, of course, but maybe put the mallet down first."
That was probably a good idea.
Have a great day
Loved
Trapped
After 28 years working on all types of flooring I came in to contact with a fellow who specialized in hardwood flooring. He was looking for someone to help with a show home he had a contract for. I was looking for work at the time and it turned out to be a good fit. It's 24 years later and we continue to install hardwood as a team. It didn't always go smoothly though. I remember one particular day, Pat had gone for supplies and I stayed behind to get some flooring installed. I was going along at a pretty good clip, slamming boards together and nailing them in place. All of a sudden I felt a pain in my left ankle...no, I did not put a nail in my ankle, nor did I hit my ankle with the mallet. What happened was, when I went to move to the next board, my shoelace tightened forcefully at my ankle. I had nailed the lace between two boards. You know those knots that happen and it doesn't matter what you do it just won't come undone, yeah, this was one of those. The shoe was too tight to remove my foot and nobody was around to help out. I could see my utility knife across the room on one of the boxes. I thought of Yoda's instructions in the Star Wars saga, "Use the power of the force, Luke". Stupid little puppet, that didn't work. I went into puzzle solving mode. I had the mallet and nailer in hand and a bunch of hardwood in reach. The knife was about 12 feet away, or, for those of you who forget what a foot is, about 4 meters. I nailed four pieces of wood together. Ha. Now I could use the force, it just happened to be at the end of a pretty gnarly looking stick, which turned out to be quite a bit harder to control than a Jedi light sabre. It took a while but I finally knocked the knife to the floor. I worked it toward me, pushing boards out of the way and inching it closer and closer. It took all my patience to keep my wits about me and after about 20 minutes I was able to reach it. What the hell, it didn't have a blade in it, son of a...gun. There was a box of blades in my tool box but I'd need to add another board to my light sabre. It took another 20 minutes to knock my box over and free the box of blades. I started manipulating the box across the floor, moving boards from it's path as I coaxed it across the floor. It was just about within reach when I heard, "You need some help with that?" Pat was standing behind me. "When did you get back?" I asked.
"About 30 minutes ago."
"What the hell, why didn't you say so?"
"I couldn't believe your patience, I would have snapped long ago."
" And yet you had the patience to watch."
" Yeah, well I was eating lunch."
"You better cut me loose." I bristled.
"Yeah, of course, but maybe put the mallet down first."
That was probably a good idea.
Have a great day
Loved
Wednesday, May 1, 2019
May 1 2019
I didn't have time to post in time to beat the first post on May 1. Louise is awesome, a little quick, but awesome.
Episode 14
Wallpaper
Yes, glorious wallpaper. I remember dad doing it back in the day, I don't remember mom helping though, maybe that's the secret. It might not be something you do with a spouse. I don't know if any of you have tried it, cut a piece, roll it up, spin it through a tray of water and hang it up on the wall. That's actually when the real fun begins, you have to squeeze all the air bubbles out, then it's not quite straight enough so you pull it back to straighten it and the air bubbles are worse, then you squeeze them just a little too hard and the sheet rips. That one gets ripped off the wall, thrown away and you cut another. The process starts all over again, by the time the room is complete you're pretty much down to each others last nerve, but even that subsides when you start studying the results. Just about when you're ready to forgive each other you notice the light switch...it's not there... it's buried under the paper! Somebody forgot to cut it out. A simple fix. I get my utility knife and a little metal square to keep the cut straight, the knife blade is a little dull from having cut in a room of wallpaper for the last 14 and a half hours. I have to press the blade a tad hard to get through the paper and then it happens. The blade catches the electric wiring...listen, I'm not that dumb, I had turned off the power. However, we had thought we were done and I'm terribly forgetful, we had turned it back on. The shock went up my right hand across my shoulders and down to the little metal square in my left hand. You must understand by now, this is no biggie, I've been shocked before, but the wallpaper, oh lord, the wallpaper, burnt from the floor to ceiling and across to the door casing! Jesus Christ...I not swearing... I'm praying my wife doesn't say the wrong thing.
Have a great day
Loved
Episode 14
Wallpaper
Yes, glorious wallpaper. I remember dad doing it back in the day, I don't remember mom helping though, maybe that's the secret. It might not be something you do with a spouse. I don't know if any of you have tried it, cut a piece, roll it up, spin it through a tray of water and hang it up on the wall. That's actually when the real fun begins, you have to squeeze all the air bubbles out, then it's not quite straight enough so you pull it back to straighten it and the air bubbles are worse, then you squeeze them just a little too hard and the sheet rips. That one gets ripped off the wall, thrown away and you cut another. The process starts all over again, by the time the room is complete you're pretty much down to each others last nerve, but even that subsides when you start studying the results. Just about when you're ready to forgive each other you notice the light switch...it's not there... it's buried under the paper! Somebody forgot to cut it out. A simple fix. I get my utility knife and a little metal square to keep the cut straight, the knife blade is a little dull from having cut in a room of wallpaper for the last 14 and a half hours. I have to press the blade a tad hard to get through the paper and then it happens. The blade catches the electric wiring...listen, I'm not that dumb, I had turned off the power. However, we had thought we were done and I'm terribly forgetful, we had turned it back on. The shock went up my right hand across my shoulders and down to the little metal square in my left hand. You must understand by now, this is no biggie, I've been shocked before, but the wallpaper, oh lord, the wallpaper, burnt from the floor to ceiling and across to the door casing! Jesus Christ...I not swearing... I'm praying my wife doesn't say the wrong thing.
Have a great day
Loved
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