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08-20-2013, 07:25 PM
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12.5's. I appreciate the offer tho.
I can't keep the goddamn jeeps names straight. Lol
sweet. I hope you cleaned out some rusty pipes too.
I can't keep the goddamn jeeps names straight. Lol
sweet. I hope you cleaned out some rusty pipes too.
08-20-2013, 07:42 PM
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08-20-2013, 08:56 PM
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08-20-2013, 08:57 PM
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08-20-2013, 08:59 PM
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Thanks guys. I thought it was going to be an easy month! Thought it would be cool to see barney up top. Though I don't have a high resolution photo...
08-20-2013, 09:08 PM
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DAY 5
2008 V-Bottom Crestliner for sale. Needs minor transom work.
...not really. i'll take up kabbalistic black magic and have me a little aluminum sacrifice to the sea god neptune on the inner harbor before i let an opportunist like nowhres take advantage of my follies.
so i got home after work earlier because i didn't have anywhere else to go. and there was a 1.125" board that i spent the last 4 days crafting, just sitting there.
so i organized it.
it holds a cute little tote bag for cold beverages, an extension cord, a drill i borrowed from a dude from work, a paint brush, and spar varnish...whatever the hell that is.
so it's already proven twice as strong as i thought it would be. very nice!
so time to get down to work. simply put that thing into place, drill out all the pilot holes and get a few coats of varnish on before bed. bwaaaah ha ha. not so fast, says neptune.
so i put it down into place and it fit perfectly.
too perfectly. it was like i was forgetting about something. and i totally was.
this piece still needed to fit in there. and it totally wouldn't. not without a BFH and a pry bar, which supposedly work wonders on unibody jeeps but probably not so much on 140 lb. aluminum boats. it can mess them up. at least that's what i thought before even trying. unfortunately i don't know of any structural engineers to confirm or deny.
so then i called my dad. but he didn't pick up because most of the time it's easier to reach him by carrier pigeon. so i yelled at the nearest pigeons and told them to go tell my dad. i anticipate their return with great hope.
so then i stopped to collect my thoughts over a beer and a smoke and some veterinarian-grade horse tranquilizers.
and then it hit me. that aluminum sheet that won't fit back in there only serves two purposes. it has the required coast guard maximum load plate riveted to it, and it covers up all that "ugly" plywood.
so then i pounded a couple beers to make the plywood look better. you know, like with women. and it worked. later tonight i'm going to sneak back down there and cut a glory hole out of the scraps.
moving along.
i enjoyed my beers and my smokes while contemplating the meaning of plywood when i noticed something.
holy ****. someone crazier than me lives in the building. and they change their own oil. i might have a crush.
(in all seriousness, that's not oil...and it isn't me doing it. it's probably one of the maintenance dudes cleaning a paint bucket by that drain or something.) anyways...
so then i went to button the tinny back up, just for a peek at how it will look in a few more days after i wait for 10 coats of spar varnish to dry.
not too shabby. now i can put my rape whistle back in my tool box and go upstairs to celebrate with what's left of that pie from the other day. in a couple more days i’ll be ready to put the motor back on and go deep six that beotch.
...not really. i'll take up kabbalistic black magic and have me a little aluminum sacrifice to the sea god neptune on the inner harbor before i let an opportunist like nowhres take advantage of my follies.
so i got home after work earlier because i didn't have anywhere else to go. and there was a 1.125" board that i spent the last 4 days crafting, just sitting there.
so i organized it.
it holds a cute little tote bag for cold beverages, an extension cord, a drill i borrowed from a dude from work, a paint brush, and spar varnish...whatever the hell that is.
so it's already proven twice as strong as i thought it would be. very nice!
so time to get down to work. simply put that thing into place, drill out all the pilot holes and get a few coats of varnish on before bed. bwaaaah ha ha. not so fast, says neptune.
so i put it down into place and it fit perfectly.
too perfectly. it was like i was forgetting about something. and i totally was.
this piece still needed to fit in there. and it totally wouldn't. not without a BFH and a pry bar, which supposedly work wonders on unibody jeeps but probably not so much on 140 lb. aluminum boats. it can mess them up. at least that's what i thought before even trying. unfortunately i don't know of any structural engineers to confirm or deny.
so then i called my dad. but he didn't pick up because most of the time it's easier to reach him by carrier pigeon. so i yelled at the nearest pigeons and told them to go tell my dad. i anticipate their return with great hope.
so then i stopped to collect my thoughts over a beer and a smoke and some veterinarian-grade horse tranquilizers.
and then it hit me. that aluminum sheet that won't fit back in there only serves two purposes. it has the required coast guard maximum load plate riveted to it, and it covers up all that "ugly" plywood.
so then i pounded a couple beers to make the plywood look better. you know, like with women. and it worked
. later tonight i'm going to sneak back down there and cut a glory hole out of the scraps. moving along.
i enjoyed my beers and my smokes while contemplating the meaning of plywood when i noticed something.
holy ****. someone crazier than me lives in the building. and they change their own oil. i might have a crush.
(in all seriousness, that's not oil...and it isn't me doing it. it's probably one of the maintenance dudes cleaning a paint bucket by that drain or something.) anyways...
so then i went to button the tinny back up, just for a peek at how it will look in a few more days after i wait for 10 coats of spar varnish to dry.
not too shabby. now i can put my rape whistle back in my tool box and go upstairs to celebrate with what's left of that pie from the other day. in a couple more days i’ll be ready to put the motor back on and go deep six that beotch.
08-20-2013, 10:15 PM
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08-20-2013, 10:36 PM
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08-20-2013, 10:36 PM
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Looking to buy small tin boat in need of light transom work