Monthly Archives: January 2013

Random Bits

Ponderings, , ,

The Husbear has been in bed almost all day today, with the exception of getting up a few times to throw up out of either the top end or his bottom end. I think he’s got the flu.

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In the old days, we had a bell that we could put near the bed and ring when we needed something. Today, we have text messaging.

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Aren’t moonbeams technically sunbeams? After all, it’s just reflected sunlight since the moon itself isn’t doesn’t emit light.

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What did I do before I had AirPlay? Especially since the receiver we has is AirPlay compatible? I can stream music and movies from my computer or my iPhone or my iPad directly to the receiver.

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Our buddy Dwayne moved into his new home here in Northwest Arkansas last night. We are glad he’s now living here in the area, and we’re glad he’s living close to us.

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I’m woefully behind on reading blogs. Well, some blogs. I’m using the shotgun approach to reading, and it’s not seeming to do me very well.

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I should just change my voicemail greeting to “Please hang up and text me.” I hate talking on the phone.

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My wounds from the glass shattering are healing nicely. As is the spider bite on my butt.

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When two men marry each other does anyone change their last name?

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Sometimes there aren’t enough hours in a day. Actually there’s enough hours, I just need to better manage my time.

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Has anyone actually ever tried to herd cats?

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Until next time...
Erik

Blue Sky

Ponderings

Where to start? Since I referenced the show “Breaking Bad” in the title, I’ll proceed in a fashion similar to it.

Start with the opening graphic teaser:

'Tis just a flesh wound. Or two. Or twenty.
‘Tis just a flesh wound. Or two. Or twenty.

[Insert Erik’s Theme Music and Montage here]

And, back to the beginning of the story.

We are in the process of adding a new artist room at the tattoo studio. Each of the room is kind of a fishbowl, in the sense that there are a lot of large windows to see in and out of in each room. Because we like openness. And light.

This is what it should have looked like.
This is what it should have looked like.

I went to install the 1/4″ thick 4′ by 8′ sheet of glass in the new opening before the studio opened today.

Things went bad.

I dinged the corner of the glass pane on the tile floor as I was maneuvering it into place. And I heard that sound you hear in the movies of a glass window slowly cracking before you get blown out into space. Shit.

Pretty blue crystal...
Pretty blue crystal…

Instinctively I looked down and away at the right moment as the entire pane shattered. In my hands. Luckily it was tempered safety glass. If it hadn’t been, I probably wouldn’t be typing this story today.

See, it's just a little blood.
See, it’s just a little blood.

I have all these medical supplies at the studio with which to clean and bandage my wounds. Which is good. But of course, I decided to stick a crap-load of small Band-Aids all over myself instead.

A whole lot of these....
A whole lot of these….
So I look like a cutter.
So I look like a cutter.

I wish I had some pink Hello Kitty! Band-Aids. I’ll have to remedy that.

Now I have a lot of tiny glass pieces to use in a project or two.

That's a lot of glass. 2126 cubic inches of it.
That’s a lot of glass. 2126 cubic inches of it. And one leaf.

Luckily I have three more panes of glass in storage. Although I’m a little shy about installing it myself. Even though I’ve done it before several times. Successfully.

But I’ll probably attempt to install another pane tonight.

While someone is here with me.

Just in case.

Until next time...
Erik