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Entries this day: Four_hours_work Road_trip Four hours work 12:25pm CST Tuesday 11 March 2003 I worked a while this morning at Wolf Shop. Just cleaning up with William, who did some cleaning up, but mostly ran off talking to people whenever he could. New today: I suggested repairing the dust and scrap catcher on the radial saw so William screwed a piece of 1/4 inch plywood over the hole in the thin masonite-like stuff. I used some wide yellow tape to help smooth the transition. Also, I plugged in the vaccuum near the other radial saw. This vaccuum thing proves that vaccuum cleaners don't have to be loud. I sucked up a lot of saw dust and some little scraps of wood that clanked on the fan as they passed through to the bag. Hmmm; I wonder if that's good or not. Probably not too good. No more work likely until Friday. I've wondered about going to Houston with Janette for the rest of this week. I'd like to see my dad, and some other cats down there. permalinkRoad trip 10:19pm CST Tuesday 11 March 2003 Just arrived at Maggie's we're going to House of Pies now. 10:47pm Just got to House of Pies. Voice from behind, "what's up Rob?" Phat Pat is here!!! He recognized my TRIX shirt. Thanks, Jennifer!!! - - - - Pat is taking a music theory class. He'll eventually be on stage and say, "Okay, what kind of music do you want to hear?" and just compose an appropriate song on the fly. 12:30am CST Wednesday 12 March 2003 Tired. I slept in the back of Maggie's car on the way home. Time to zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. permalinkprev day next day |