I locked my keys in the car this morning. Again. I manage to do this every couple of months. So on my next break I have to do my little trick I learned to get into my car and get my keys. No
I won’t tell you how it’s done
but it does involve the car antenna and brute strength.
I hit a thirftshop over the weekend. I was looking for some plumbing supplies for my outdoor shower
but they did not have anything in the way of what I needed. They did have a cool deep blue futuristic looking toilet there. It looked like some sort of spaceship toilet. I might snag it if it’s still around when I remodel my other bathroom.
I ended up buying one of those I-zone cameras. They kind that take little instant photos that you can peel and stick. I wanted to get one because they do not make them anymore
and it only cost me two dollars. Alas
when I went to get some film this morning
I ended up buying the wrong kind. It really annoyed me because I did not know there WAS any other sort of instant sticky film. I bought three boxes of the crap. Now it will be cheaper for me to buy the other camera than it would to buy new film.
So I spent most of the weekend working on my outdoor shower. Below you can see some pics of its construction. It is just about finished; all I need to do now is to buy the hardware for it. I have been looking on ebay for exposed shower fixtures already assembled. Plumbing can be pretty expensive. The cheapest one I saw that would suit my purpose was around 40 dollars. I might have to shop around a bit before I decide on what I want. I am looking forward to getting this finished. The weather was perfect this morning for an outdoor shower.
Putting in the foundations.
seen from the outside
little deck before you step into the drain ring.
I did not like the cement around the ring
so I frosted it over with some mortor mix. It looks a little better
even if this morning I did find a big cat paw print smushed into it.
Nothing else exciting went on this weekend. Saturday I dropped in the Hen for a couple of pints. The bartender told me she banned some idiot who used to go in there (the one who worked briefly at my work and thought I was from Israel) because it turned out he was actually using his brother’s passport and was underage. That made my day.
Last night I had some red wine and ate a shark steak for dinner. I really like shark steak. It’s got the texture of beef and I can eat it with ketchup. I need to make it on the grill sometime. FOX TV then insulted me by showing some idiot new show called ‘The loop’. I watched it simply because I was waiting for the next show. It was moronic. Young board member is given control of an airline
so he is going to turn it into a PARTY! AIRLINES! WOO! X-TREME!’ and of course the stuffy old board member thinks he is a genius because of it. I could have puked.
I don’t know what is up for this week. I have not thought about it. I think I’ll just tune it out.
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2026 Update
Dialing back to April 2006, where Ed is building a shower, buying sticky-film cameras, and eating shark with ketchup.
The whole post is a time capsule nailed shut with mortar mix. In 2006 you could misplace your keys and solve it with an antenna and brute force; now the car beeps at me from my pocket and I can unlock it from a phone that also records every one of my embarrassing decisions. Ed spent two dollars on a discontinued I-zone camera, and I admire the optimism, but today that camera would sit in a drawer while we take three hundred photos of a sandwich. The film remains a lost religion. His thrift-store spaceship toilet and eBay plumbing fixtures feel adorable in a world where I can order an entire bathroom from my sofa, though I would still end up with the wrong pipe and a paw print in the cement. Shark steak with ketchup? We have all had regrettable dinners, but that one haunts me. And his horror at The Loop is a beautiful fossil of an era when television could only insult you on schedule; now we have endless insult streams, on demand, forever.
“2006 Ed, did you ever find out whose cat left that paw print in your mortar mix, and more importantly, why did you choose ketchup for shark steak when you already had red wine on the table?” — Beelzebubba the Third
2006 Ed: Well, Beelzebubba, I never did catch the little paw-print bandit red-handed, but I got three suspects living right here, and my money’s on Moxie. She’s got that smug look, like she just inspected my mortar work and found it acceptable. Emo Cat would’ve knocked the whole drain ring over out of spite, so it wasn’t him. As for ketchup, don’t you judge me. Shark steak’s got that beefy chew, and ketchup is basically a vegetable sauce, or so I tell myself. Red wine’s for sipping between bites, not for drowning the fish. You want class, go eat a fancy tuna melt. Me, I’m a two-dollar camera and wrong-film kind of guy. Take that, culinary snobs.
