Wednesday, September 07, 2011
A few days later the skids showed up on a delivery truck and there was a small problem with the order my contractor friend had put in. The supplier had misunderstood and I was missing about 34 capping blocks. I had to make a trip out to the place to pick up the missing blocks after weighing the A,B,and C ones on my bathroom scale and calculating it to be 1400 pounds (They weighed 57, 37.5 and 27.5 pounds respectively). I needed to make sure the truck I used would be able to take it. Knowing the weights of the stones was useful when the forklift operator pulled up to the truck and let me know I was going to lift them off individually by hand and load my truck with them. Woohoo!
One guy alerted me to the fact that I was building some Hornet condominiums into my design by leaving nooks and crannies in the back. I took his advice and back-filled the hell out of them with large stone the little buggers won't be able to excavate.
1. Take the dimensions of your brick into account during the design phase. If your brick is 3 1/2 high, consider a step height of 3 1/2 or 7 inches..
2. Don't forget that the top of your landing is kind of like a step (Doh!)
3. Nothing beats a 3d Mockup on your PC to find your mistakes before you make them.
4. Don't forget to take the slope of your land into account.
5. Tamp and compact they hell out of your crushed stone THROUGHOUT the process and wet with water between tampings. It helps later on.
6. There's no such thing as TOO level. Get it perfect everywhere.
7. Don't aim your brick cutter at anything you don't want coated with a fine film of sand-blasted goop.
8. Do every step of the process the best you can make it. It's not worth doing it over later on.
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
"Is anyone going to ^%$(*&^*%$ serve me?" He yelled. Everyone looked at him. "This has got to be the worst &%#$@% Tim Hortons in the city!" He screamed. My Mom had sat down by the window with her friend and being my Mom she could not just sit there and uhh, let the guy make an ass of himself. She had to help.
"No it isn't!" she yelled. "This is a great Tim Hortons! The service is excellent!"
The guy looked at her and told her to "No one's talking to you lady, butt out and mind your own business!"
To which she said "Yes it is, what you said was wrong, and you're the one yelling at everyone in here, you could be talking to me"
"Well I'm not talking to you! This is none of your &$%*&% business!" (again with the potty mouth)
At which point my Mom said: "It's everyone's business. You're screaming like an A-hole!"
She actually said Letter "A" plus "Hole"... Then he said:
"No lady I'm a F@cking A$$hole!!"
"Is that how you talk to a 64 year old lady!" My Mom said.
"That's how I talk to 64 year old ladies who don't mind their own f@cking business! F%$# this I'm leaving!"
Then my Mom gave him the finger. She has this thing where she checks her hand to make sure she has the right one because sometimes she uses her index finger to give people the finger by mistake.
So the guy goes outside and gets in his red sports car and slams the door and looks at her through the window, revving the engine. He is parked right in front.. And my Mom notices and yells:
"HEY! He's parked in the HANDICAPPED SPACE!" and the guy tore out of there.
My Mom.. Protector of the Tim Horton's Universe.
I take after my Dad....