The UN-Theater Build - Page 6

One of the reasons I went this route was I was/am clueless on home automation/networking, but this system is pretty much plug and play in most instances. And if you buy direct from Sonos they have a 30 day trial/return period.

I'm beginning to sound like a Sonos ad or fan boy , but I guess that's because we've been so pleased with it.

Yeah, we (and when I say we, I mainly mean She) wanted to update (and get away from that funky, happenin' pink color in the original!) but opted to not stray too far from the vintage and style of the rest of the house. I chose the glass shower enclosure though, as I really wanted to make the room feel a bit less cramped. They sure didn't make bathrooms big in those days! When we disagreed on style choices - like on the medicine cabinet - I let her have the final call, but with the frequent reminder that she could call the shots in unimportant places like the upstairs bathroom, but the basement is mine - all minel! Mwuhahaahaaha!!!

So now she's really worried! And with good reason. If you were to look up loose canon in the dictionary, you'd see my picture!

Touche!

If it's true that one man's junk is another man's treasure, then I had so much of some other guy's treasure piling up after the last month or so that it was time for another dumpster-filling party.

If only that other guy who's treausre this junk was would have had the decency to come over and pick it all up himself so I could have saved the cost of another dumpster! Now we got the dump involved as a middle man!



And how pathetic is it that filling up a dumpster becomes a source of great pride and progress for me?!

Hey Bob - welcome to my mess! And don't worry about skimming rather than reading everything - you're not missing much, believe me. Hell, I wrote most of it and even I don't care to read half the crap I wrote! Just hearing the voices inside my head is enough for me - I don't need to see it documented in writing as well! That's why I used so many photos!

I love my OMD-5s (and all my Mirage speakers) with Sonos - I think they are a match made for one another, with the wide, great sounding soundstage as you go about walking around and just living you don't have to worry so much about listening in the 'sweet spot.' Plus they're small enough to blend in, yet sound great.

You do EVERYTHING big, don't you?

We filled up only one large dumpster when we demoed the basement last summer/fall, and this smaller one caught the crap in the garage and backyard that had been piling up since then. I had gotten so used to it that I hardly noticed it. My wife, on the other hand ... well, let's just say she showed her true enthusiasm for, and participation in, this lengthy project by taking the initiative to arrange for the dumpster without even telling me! How impressive is that?!

Of course, I have a feeling that will count as my early father's day present, but still ...

bwca has the big guys. Me, I just have dumpster envy!

First, my large furry mammal of small brain, please please please consider switching those photos for anything that doesn't involve guys in their underwear! You're scaring me here! Gross - guys in underwear ... aaaagggghhhhh!!!!! Next thing you know you'll be posting pics of Barat in his disgusting thong swimsuit! Eeeuuuww!

And I thought the photos of mold were bad!!

If you must post underwear photos, this is more along the lines I was thinking of:



You, my friend, obviously have far too much free time (or far too few little gray cells) if you contemplate such mundane and uninteresting things as the derivation of my user name while you are out riding your bike. You should go back to building something or fishing or taking those kids of yours for a bike ride, not ... eeuuuwww! ... posting guy lingerie shots.

OK, I'll make a deal with you: if you take down those photos I'll tell you where the name came from. Deal??

Whew! That was a close one!

As I mentioned before the whole nickname/username thing was not me trying to be secretive - it's just really not that interesting a story. My nickname among some old friends is hanes because my name includes that in it, and another buddy - who was a fellow economics major in college - began calling some of my crazy ideas and/or outlooks on life as "hanesian theories," a takeoff on Keynesian economic theory. Only with far more supply and far less demand involved, if you catch my drift. And much less money supply!

YAWN!!! I warned you it was not worth elaborating on! Maybe some visual aids will help drive home the point.

First, a shot that will, no doubt, be achingly familiar to everyone - the basic Keynesian supply & demand shift curve illustration, followed by what I suspect, but cannot conclusively prove, was an excerpt from one of my math class exams.





Notice the stunning similarity in underlying genius? I rest my case.

Now if you'll excuse me I have hours and hours of staring at my basement and not getting anything done to do now.

Ha - you've got a point there, Michael. At my age when the doctor asks me to drop my pants I am (much to my dismay) inevitably turned away from him so that a "toot, toot" response would seem very apropos!

Oh, and Michael, you and your groovy purple hanging chair need to dig out and watch some of your old VCRs to refresh your memory that Thomas' actual name is "Thomas the Tank Engine," not "train." Not a lot of people know that!

Most people learn more here by accident than they do on purpose elsewhere! Of course, nothing they learn here is even remotely useful, but still ...

In an earlier - and very off topic - post I talked about our son (a.k.a. the kid we used to have) who was on deployment in the Middle East. In the interest of closing the loop on that story, I have an update to share, if you'll indulge this sentimental father for another minute.

He's home!

Safe and sound. Well, as sound as he ever was, which of course isn't saying much, but with his genes one can only expect so much! So anyway, no long dissertation this time. I just wanted to share that piece of good news. I haven't made much progress on the build, or any progress really beyond showing him around the construction zone that used to be his bedroom, but to be honest with you right now I could care less. My boy is home.

God bless America, and God bless us all.

Thanks for the nice posts about my son, gang. I appreciate them. Now please throw a few barbs and insults my way so I don't start feeling like I'm in the wrong movie.