Category: hobby
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progress – the camping thing – 043023
Ah yes, the now-familiar photo of a nondescript plywood box propped on sawhorses in a spectacularly filthy garage. How predictable am I? Today’s goal was to unship the battery box from its position in the back of the van where it was bolted down; give the outside front and back a quick but reasonably good Read.
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camping thing progress 4/29/23
It’s all little steps these days. I had just two goals yesterday after work: put the bottoms in the two boxes I built last week, and cut a lid for the battery box. They weren’t big goals, so it’s no big surprise I managed to reach them both. That’s how I keep projects moving: break Read.
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progress 4/23/23
It looks like it’s just photos of boxes, one after the other, but honestly I’m making real progress now. Five out of five boxes built; two completed (although I might slap another coat of poly on them); two nearly completed (slapped a coat of poly on them today & will attach the lids on hinges Read.
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progress 4/19/23
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work at home
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The Camping Thing: The Rebirth
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rite of passage
Adam Savage has been posting videos of his visits to the Smithsonian where he meets with conservator Lisa Young, who specializes in preserving historic objects connected to the U.S. space program. In this video she’s telling Adam how teams of women spent weeks and weeks building up the heat shield on the Apollo crew capsule Read.
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spaced
This is a terrific video, not because Adam Savage nerds out over the Mercury capsule behind him but because astronaut Cady Coleman talks about how it felt to go to space in a very small space ship and what it meant to her. She’s really great at communicating that feeling. Read.
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lick the cat’s butt
Yes, there is a yoga pose that looks a lot like this. No, it’s not called “lick the cat’s butt.” But that’s what it SHOULD be called. Read.
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graupel
My hike around the arboretum this morning turned into a speed walk because it was a lot colder and windier outside than I thought it was. Also, it started to rain. Luckily I was wearing my heavy coat with a hooded foul-weather shell I could button up tightly to stay dry and reasonably warm, all Read.
