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Mon. June 17, 2002
Project day
Weekends can go one way or another: lazy or productive. With the school year out of my way I don't have to laze my weekends away using the cry of "but I just want to relax." Today was a project day one of two and it proceeded splendidly. We started after a simple breakfast followed by the arrival of Mr. Turner. No sooner than he caught wind that we'd be washing cars he was at our doorstep. But first, Sarah and I drew up plans in PowerPoint for our super-delux feline stature-enabling system -- a cat perch. Our fuzzy boy Colby has a thing with gazing into the outside world via the windows and looming as high above humans as he can. With this combination in mind we finished the blueprints and headed full-steam to the nearest Home Depot.
We bought tools, wood, staples, screws, carpet, L-brackets, more screws and headed back home for some lunch. With our bellies full the day's next goal was one of washing cars -- four of them to be precise. We squared 'em up in the driveway: Fanta (the orange Ghia), the new Soobie, Sarah's red bullet (Pontiac), and Matt's white lightning (Jetta). The water flew and the suds bubbled as the dirt of many weeks was wiped away to reveal the true (although somewhat temporary) brilliance of a factory paint job. A cool glass of limeaide in the afternoon breeze was a nice way to prepare Sarah and I for our remaining evening of work on the Colby perch project.
We analyzed our drawings and hit the power tools with all our experience and energy. Sarah manned the jigsaw and I whiddled away at another project (see Jukebox 1401). Once the major pieces of the perch puzzle were cut out I drilled holes and mounted brackets to begin assembly of the structure itself. Lo, time flew and night fell and we drizzled the remainder of our night away watching somewhat comical, somewhat tragic French film titled No Man's Land. The day was good and, with projects still to complete, tomorrow will likely be of similar vigor


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