In the famous words of Austrian journalist Karl Kraus, "A journalist is stimulated by a deadline. He writes worse when he has time." That certainly applies to our tiling efforts. Stimulated, indeed. With visitors coming for a wedding over Labor Day weekend, we had to have a proper toilet and shower. The shower in the basement, which is oh-so-very San Quentin, is not up to snuff for hosting guests. Ditto for the outhouse below. Reminds me more of Jame Gumb's split-level hell ("It puts the lotion on the skin...") than the shiny thrones at The Drake.
Thus, late nights ahead. Sawing tiles in the dark. Caulking during the Cubs post-game show in WGN radio ("This is the year!"). Post-work beers at 1 AM. The deadline was met. The trim plumbing was installed. The guests could refresh and relieve in real facilities.
1 comment:
it looks really good!
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