Operation Cover Up–The Sequel

#title “Operation Cover Up–The Sequel”

After much soul-searching, chasing moths out of my wallet, and other advanced avoidance techniques, we determined what we knew all along. The only right thing to side the utility room wall with was the round fishscale. There was just no getting around it. It adds interest to an otherwise boring feature (on an otherwise NOT boring house) and matches other details of the house.

This led to a series of what are no doubt, questionable events. Y’all might recall the “merchandise” acquired there.

Well, here, we put it to good use. It’s just possible we should have covered the wall in 10 dollar bills and given it a coat of poly and we may have come out ahead…but I guess it wouldn’t match the rest of the house. Maybe 100’s?

Careful measurement is the key here. You might notice the level leaning in the window in the picture below…but any of you that have worked on an old house know you must be very careful with the information it provides you…particularly on cosmetic stuff. Straight and plumb are not always the correct solution.

I expected this to take me a day…so of course, it took two!

Getting around the Water heater opening.

Getting around the Water heater opening.

More careful measurement in laying these out is needed so that they line up when they reach over the water heater opening.

Carefully done so it lines up on the other side.

Carefully done so it lines up on the other side.

This is several hours work. We were dealing with temperatures only in the high 80’s (89!), but the humidity was only a couple points lower than the temperature and there was no breeze. Very stifling. It rained so much here last week that everything was damp. Even the discharge from the nail gun would produce a visible pressure wave. I could have cut the atmosphere with a knife, but I was afraid I’d poke a hole in it and it would burst like a water-balloon.

Half done.

Half done.

It gets much harder from here…as more trips up the ladder are required.

Another shot

Another shot

Everything lined up perfectly. This is MUCH harder than it looks. Remember that AC unit down the line there will vanish in favor of the original window someday soon.

Done. Much Harder than it looks.

Done. Much Harder than it looks.

They turned out gorgeous. I love the smell, and the color of newly cut cedar. It’ll almost be a shame to paint these.

It'll almost be a shame to paint these.

It'll almost be a shame to paint these.

Everything lines up.

Everything lines up.

I need to add two pieces of trim…small 1/4 round type…and remove the extraneous wood…things…that are above the fish-scale touching the carport (the carport is subject for a completely different discussion). I also need to do the other side of the window, but that is waiting for me to finish the corner trim…which is waiting for me to actually install the durn French Doors.

The door is next weekend’s project!

The wide shot.

The wide shot.

All of this trouble and expense may have been worth it. I only wasted two shingles in this entire process…bad cuts. Overall I am very pleased…

Deep down though…when it comes to finishing the other side of the window, despite buying extras, I expect I’ll be two shingles short!

Got some paint scraping to do…this entire side of the house…then a coat of oil-based primer…a marathon caulking session, then a finish coat and this will be lookin’ GOOD. Ur…um…well…after I replace the stairs, finish the deck, replace the AC with the original window, repair the other windows, re-glaze 240 pieces of glass, do something (I have yet to figure out what) about the carport, and…

But alas…the door’s missing and the old water heater blew a line. Priorities shift yet again! Bang! I’m off to other things. Sigh.

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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Operation Cover Up

It’s like something right out of the seedy side of life. The kind of thing respectable (heh heh) people like me shouldn’t be involved in…

Yeah, we paid money…a great deal of it…to acquire the merchandise and have it shipped in from another country.

We then paid bribes (they prefer to call them “brokerage fees”) to unseen agents to get the stuff across the border unmolested.

Six boxes arrived scattered amongst other packages in a large truck…about eighteen kilos each, tightly wrapped in plastic to keep the scent contained. We quickly transferred them into the trunk of Crunchbird (Da Altima). More wouldn’t have been a good idea…with the weight the car would have sat low in the back, drawing suspicion. Besides, with any luck, this score would be enough for our needs.

A hundred-twenty kilos or so, stuffed in Da Altima

A hundred-twenty kilos or so, stuffed in Da Altima

Soon we set off into the night, running the Texas back-roads to get to our drop-off point. As always, meticulous attention to the traffic laws is required. We don’t want to get pulled over after-all.

Finally, we arrive at the destination. Here, the boxes will be broken open and the contents separated…ultimately getting to its end use.

Quietly unloading the boxes from the car under the cover of darkness, I can smell the distinctive odor, even through the tight wrappings. I smile at the wife as I pull out a razor sharp knife. The wicked looking blade, ideally suited for the uses I put it to, gleams in the moonlight. “This could be it babe…let’s see if it was worth all the trouble we’ve been through.”

The smell becomes almost overwhelming when I slice open the plastic. Even before I open the box, I know…

Just slicing open the plastic...the scent hits with full force

Just slicing open the plastic...the scent hits with full force

“Ahhhh.” I sniff deeply. “That’s that good stuff for sure.”

I pull some of the merchandise out of the box…checking texture and consistency. “The shipment looks good. Maybe this will work out after-all.”

There's the stuff!

There's the stuff!

Oh yeah...the good stuff for sure!

Oh yeah...the good stuff for sure!

Something illicit? Not at all…these are the “fancy cut butt shingles” for the utility room wall. I love the smell of newly cut cedar. I could not find anybody in the US that still makes them…and had to import these from Canada. Everybody domestic wanted to sell me vinyl or Hardee board.

More on this project here.

We paid over $30 in “brokerage fees” in order to pay $4 in customs charges.

For some reason I feel I need a shower…

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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Utility room wall progress…

Y’all may recall the utility room wall…badly constructed and falling out of this otherwise VERY solid house…that we had to rebuild. We are relocating the window and door whilst we are at it. Linky-thing

Purists will be overjoyed that we are using the original window…which is circa 1900 or so but NOT original to this house…it was added sometime in the 50’s. The French doors are also the same age. We have no idea where they originally were.

Anyway….

Well, we didn’t get the French Doors mounted this weekend…something about 5 inches of rain AND a stew cook-off at the fairgrounds (I *think* I managed to sample 18 of 28 stews…I was going for all of them…but they were ALL so good and nobody understood the meaning of the word (just a smidgen!).

18 bowls of stew. *Burp*.

One of something like 28 outstanding stews!

One of something like 28 outstanding stews!

Oh…yeah. Work I was supposed to be doing.

We have the deck framing up (not entirely decked), the utility room wall rebuilt, the window installed, the water heater enclosure installed, the lower detail done, and the sheathing up. You can clearly see where the French doors are going…there is of course, still trim/framing to be done above those. Hopefully…this coming weekend!

The new doorway

The new doorway

This stairway will be replaced with one that mates to the deck and runs down the side of the house (as opposed to “out” like this one). In the mean time, we can still use it to step over to the partially decked deck.

The stairway will be replaced with one going down against the wall.

The stairway will be replaced with one going down against the wall.

You can see in the picture below…the lower detail (the vertical T&G under the window) matches the detail under the sunroom windows. I’ve mentioned before that the AC hanging out there will be replaced with the original window as we go along.

North view

North view

Anyway, back to this picture…y’all wanna guess what I’m covering the sheathing with? Huh? Huh? Wanna guess?

Sheathing

Sheathing

Hint…there are none to be had in Texas at any price…I ended up ordering cedar ones out of Canada…or I could have driven to Louisiana and gotten them in Cypress. BOTH, my theory says, are simply a thin wood veneer over solid gold…as that is how these things are priced.

Vinyl or hardeeboard versions of them could be had at a fraction of the price…but I just *couldn’t*…not on *this* house…maybe if they were WAY up on the top of the house…but even then…the texture and minor inconsistencies of the real thing…I just…

*SOB/snif*

Ah well…it’s only money right?

Oh…yeah…the covering…well, “fancy-butt round cut cedar shakes”. What I call “fishscale”, but in the round pattern (since “fishscale is a fancy-butt cut in a different pattern…just to confuse things)

Anyway, doing it this way, it will match the front porch details and make an otherwise boring wall more interesting…it will be the coloring of the fishscale elsewhere on the house. (like this pic below):

They will be the color and arrangement of these fishscales

They will be the color and arrangement of these fishscales

That’s the color scheme…well…assuming I can still afford the paint…

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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The Plant Did it…

One of the fun things about the first year or so of ownership of something like the The Old Vic is all the surprise plants that show up.

At least one of them is an alien.

See this thing?

Alien plant thing...

Alien plant thing...

There was no sign of it when we bought the house…well, maybe a little sign…a small dead space on the ground around the rose bush…

Then this thing exploded…during the summer it took over the rosebush (presumably still alive and dormant deep in the digestive tract of the invader), then it ripped down the trellis and threw it across the yard. Then it cascaded across the yard. As best as I can tell it is still growing and unless the winter slows it down, it will take over all of east Texas by Thursday. I even crashed into it with the lawnmower and it hasn’t phased it.

It has nuclear blooms, ya see.

It seems to bloom in the evening and at night…

Nuclear blooms!

Nuclear blooms!

And as you can see, the radiation is causing the camera problems (don’t you people *WATCH* science fiction?) Nuclear blooms is undoubtedly a bad thing.

Run for the hills!

Run for the hills! Save yourselves! You only have a short amount of tim……

(endtrans)

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Stairway Windows (part 7)

Alternate title: “Destruction, mayhem, windows.”

Oooookayyy…a bit of a LONG overdue update here…sorry about that.

Several things happened to put the window project on a back shelf.

1) I got the sills/etc rebuilt and water tight.
2) The worst window got rebuilt. The test case as it were. Yes, we can do this.
3) Summer hit with full force. 108 degrees upstairs does not make a pleasant working environment. AC and insulation will be coming!
4) Shifting possibilities shifted our priorities. We needed to get the utility room project underway. The reasons for that will be explained in that project!

Anyway, I did get more done on this project…the 1st window is done and in and the dormer is completely repaired, caulked, primed, and painted. It looks really good…and holds out hope that our home will be the showcase we want to see (someday).

The Dormer is Painted

The Dormer is Painted

Now with trim!

Now with trim!

Annnd the sills

Annnd the sills

Somewhere, I have a picture of the dormer with the window installed. I’ll post it when I can find it.

Y’all may remember the sash I started with:

The Sash before any work

The Sash before any work

I have since painted, reglazed, and routed grooves for silicone bulb insulation on the top, bottom, and where the sashes meet. I am very pleased with how well it seals.

Reglued, stripped, repaired, and primed.

Reglued, stripped, repaired, and primed.

The router bit and seal material

The router bit and seal material

In the router.

In the router.

In the pictures below, the flash and the lighting is bringing out all the greasy hand-prints from the glazing, sweat, and dust. The windows are actually a VERY dark blue and without serious blemish.

The groove routed and seal started in.

The groove routed and seal started in.

The seal in place.

The seal in place.

The sash mate seal in place

The sash mate seal in place

Ready to install

Ready to install

Just two more windows to go in that dormer (4 sashes). I’ll be back on those windows this fall…now that the dormer and sills are repaired I may make the storm windows for them first. I also have to finish the Sun-room and utility room (remember those shifting priorities?)

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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Just sayin’

Never forget

Never forget

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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Geronimo…

We were apparently assigned two…

Well, in the end, we only got one.

See, two, is too many. Two, is nearly as many cats as I’ve owned in my lifetime (3)…and I still have one of those.

Okay, well, 4 cats if we count the one that came with the house…

My cats tend to last a while.

Lesseeeee….”Fruitloop”…the tortoise shell that my sister brought home from the pound for my mom…like when I was 15. She hid in my room until I moved out. Came with me then too. Had that cat 21 years. She survived a house fire (the only thing that did besides the shirt on my back) and she drank Jack Daniels.

Then there was Motocat <-link ...the acquisition of that cat involves desert motorcycle runs, the cops, the military, and is a story all its own (at the link). She only made it 8 years...probably because she didn't drink Jack Daniels. Casper (pic at the link) is the 22 pound Maine Coon…when I got him he would fit in the palm of my hand. He’s 15 or so now and still going strong. If, that is, he survives the heart stress test the kitten is providing by randomly mock-attacking him from every conceivable location, direction, and angle.

Gina came with the house…and she lasted till we killed her with poisoned defective cat food. She made it 15 or 16 years with us. Her story is here.

So, my Mom had a surplus of kittens. They had progressed to the “lanky” stage instead of the “cute fluffball” stage, so she was having problems finding homes for them all.

My Mom…conspiring with my wife determined we needed a new kitten…Since we were down to “only one” cat…indeed, “only one” pet at all since our ancient black lab (yeah, our dogs tend to last a while as well), Zerbert left us. Sad day…that.

Anyway, you probably didn’t really need the 40 year history of pets in the Meyer Casa…but it is partly to point out that we don’t take our acquisition or maintenance of our pets lightly…

So…the kitten…a pound and a quarter of long legs, big feet, boundless energy, and the rest is made of “Absolutely No Fear Whatsoever” came with the name “Geronimo”. After taking him with us to the Old Vic this weekend, we feel he may have earned an update.

Meet, “Geronimo Caffeinated Banzai”, captured here in the only time I’ve seen him still since we got him.

The new kitten...

The new kitten...

Edit:
It only took 2 days of rampaging around the 4000 sq/ft Old Vic and several hundred miles of car trips to tucker him out. (This state lasted about a half an hour.)

Out of gas.

Out of gas.

Oh, and apparently they stretch like taffy. How can such a little kitten become this long?

Stretch like Taffy?

Stretch like Taffy?

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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Casualty

Our first casualty on this project…my Skil Saw. An actual Skil brand Skil saw even.

Dead. Spectacularly dead in point of fact.

And at the tender age of only…(divides by pi, carries the two)…wait, what? Really?

I’ve had that Skil saw 20 years! Just how did that happen? Used to be I just plain wasn’t busy if I didn’t burn out at least a saw and a drill every year. You see, I was one of those that rejoiced…REJOICED I say…when carbide blades came out.

Hmmmm…too much work (at my real job) and not enough play (projects) I guess.

I must make it my goal to burn out more saws.

Anyway, it died…wasn’t even using it particularly hard…but it appears the bearings blew on the blade side, and then the motor armature crashed into the rest of the insides.

Blue flames shooting out of the vent side of the saw was the first clue it was dying.

I moved my leg out of the way of the burning plasma stream (don’t cross the streams!) and finished my cut. We needed that cut to finish what we were working on.

The saw smoked for half an hour after I unplugged it. It is well and truly dead.

Fortunately…I have another hanging out in the garage of the tract home. A good one yet.

(rubs hands together)

Poor thing. It knows not what it’s in for…

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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My very favorite splice…part deux.

Y’all might recall my very favorite splice (story at this link).

Here’s a picture of the offending electrical monster:

My very favorite splice

My very favorite splice

Well, I’d like to introduce you to my second favorite splice…or perhaps it is actually My Very Favorite Splice, Part Deux, The Sequel…This Time It’s Personal, The Revenge…or something like that. Yeah, okay, so I’m carried away with all the movie title sequel sequences flying about nowadays.

Come to think of it…”My Very Favorite Splice” might make a good band name…

But I digress.

In tearing down the shed/cover thing <--linky, I have encountered and killed yet another, very favorite splice. Pictures to come soon of the post tear-down and the new wall and deck... For now...on to the splice! The folded over wire came down from the side of the house above, where it was spliced into one of the two knob and tube feeds. Bare wire, and swinging in the wind. Sigh. [caption id="attachment_1588" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="A splice from above"]A splice from above[/caption]

The heavy wire continued under the house, and to the washing machine area.

First of course, it was cut and spliced for an outdoor plug in a non-outdoor, not weatherproof box. That’s okay though. The “not weatherproof” box matched the “not weatherproof” splice.

I’m assuming the bare side of this splice was the neutral, but I didn’t check. Note, despite the house-paint as insulation, still not particularly safe even if it was the neutral. This is in an outside damp area, and the neutral can be as dangerous as the hot, especially if you manage to get grounded better than the neutral actually is. Ah well.

Very favorite splice, part deux

Very favorite splice, part deux

It sort of meandered across the wall, where it was tied to the washing machine drain vent, which wasn’t glued to anything. I haven’t decided which was holding which up.

String bracket theory

String bracket theory

And into the plug box. Note the zip cord that is hard-wired in.

And the zip cord goes where?

And the zip cord goes where?

The zip cord goes under the house. I’m not sure where or why, but I cut it loose. Nothing quit working though. Next time I have to venture under, I’ll see where it went, just for curiosity’s sake.

I'm not sure I want to know what that fed...

I'm not sure I want to know what that fed...

All of this was removed and discarded of course.

One more step to all the old electric being gone out of the house. I can’t tell you how much better it makes me feel to have this area cleaned up and the splice gone.

Things have progressed to the point where a lot of the basics are done to the point that several projects will move faster. This is waiting on that etc…

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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Ghost light?

This weekend’s ghostie?

That’s a string…tied to the pull chain on the light…and no, it’s not touching anything.

Even at extreme close range I couldn’t see anything touching it.

Of course, this was a mundane event. It was a spider web…I never could see it but it could be hooked with a finger.

Now, why the spider feels the need to turn on the light I don’t really want to know….

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer

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