Charles got dunked.

Sandtrap we need to cook.

I've got the grill.

I'll live with you.

I'll have to make a list and invite folks over one day.

Wow, that is an amazing goal to work towards. =^.^=

I am glad to hear that you are happy, and that RV looks very cozy.

My gut was right, when I bought it two years ago. I'm not a traveler. But there's nothing stopping me from making that my home. Or rolling it out of the shed if I ever wanted to travel. And it's in perfect condition. And I got the damn thing for 1200 bucks.

Quote from: Sandtrap on October 22, 2014, 10:47:54 PM

Quote from: ねこ on October 22, 2014, 10:46:11 PM

Are you going to super glue all your furniture

I'm going to rip it out, and replace all of it with hand crafted stuff by me.

But, they'll be super glued right?! right?! •-•

Maybe.

You're tunig your RV into a home?

I could. Easily. All I need, is one, single piece of land. And everything would fall into place. I could build a shed for the RV in a week. Replace the wood inside in 3 days, tops. Install the stove and wind vane in one day.

But not sad crying, oh no. Ya'll just have to listen. So, tonight, I called up my brother in law, and started talking about the snail.

This right here, is the snail.

Now, I asked him, how much it would cost to insulate it. And there's two ways of doing it. One is internal. But it weighs down the frame, and in the end is expensive and not worth it. The other, is external.

You build a shed, overlapping the motor home by a few inches. Put two big doors in it, and cut out holes that match the exact position of the windows on the motor home. Put windows in, and boom, double pane windows. Insulate the shed thoroughly, like a house. And drive the snail into it. In the future, if I wanted more space, I could build extensions on the shed.

Only 1000 dollars.

What about the inside?

See all that ugly fake wood? Rip it out, and glue genuine hardwood in place. It wouldn't cost much, because the snail doesn't take up a lot of space.

Now then, what about heat? Rip a cuboard out, and put a small woodstove in. But get this. Just get this.

My brother in law has one. And he doesn't use it. And he's given it to me for free, chimney and all.

And, last but not least, what about power?

Motor homes use two batteries, one for powering the engine, and one for what most call the "house."

My brother in law as a metal tower, and a special wind vane, along with an alternator meant for charging batteries from the wind vane. And he'd give that to me for free.

Make shed, move snail, set up tower, use one battery, and when it's out, use the vane to charge it while you use the other. In one shot, I'd have everything.

All I need is property. But it's all right there. By next year, my life, could be upside down.

I can't. It's too much. Can't stop laughing. Can't stop crying.

All I've gotta do is reach out and make it.

Gabe don't mess around.

Enjoy such great matches like Obama vs Charlie Sheen and Snowden vs Waldo.

Before the coma you seem like you had given up all hope which you had good reason tbh, in the same position most would too but now you're better you've made a complete 180. I'm happy for you. Most people would continue to wallow in self pity but your new outlook is sort of inspiring.

How could it not be? How could it not be inspiring, to wake up to this every morning? All this space. The fresh air, and the sky, and the earth. I could go anywhere I want here. Peace of mind and quiet, shaped as I see fit on a home to call my own.

This part of the world is quiet. While it is plain, compared to other parts of the word, and the people can be simple minded, peace is ever present here. The land, although simple, changes moods quickly, capturing different vibes and feelings for every stretch of trees, every field.

The sky changes, alive and vast, and at night, there's stars, on the black roads, so bright you can see the arm of our galaxy. In the winter, on snow covered nights and frozen ice, the sky lights up in green with the northern lights.

What more could I ask for? This is my home. This is my life. All I have to do, is reach out in wonder and curiosity, and make something of it all. And to that, I will. Even in the ugly cold rain today, everything was alive, contrasts of light and dark in the clouds. The dying of leaves on the trees, and yet the remaining stubborn offenders, staying their true colours.

It's beautiful.

Haha, and so work arrives on my doorstep! Off I go in a bit. Have a swell day folks!

What's so good about it?

I am alive! So, very, very alive. And I have plans. I can see every little detail from where I stand, and all I have to do is lift a foot up, and take one step, and watch the dominoes fall into place.

That's what's good about today. I can feel a purpose and a drive in my steps, the strain of earthly things on my muscles, faded, and yet, they remember it all. Muscle memory for work, and movement, fighting.

Ths sun, the sky, the earth, it feels, smells, and looks fantastic.

For once, there is balance. I feel terrible, and yet, I feel good. I haven't felt like this, in a very, very long time.

That's why yesterday was special. And that's why today, I'm going to do the same. I'm going to look out from the confines of these silly restrictions, these barriers and chains, and I'm going to shape my world.

Don't strain yourself.

You don't even know the half of it. But right now, there isn't anything that could put me down. My lungs give me shit, but they're getting there. I'll turn things around, slowly, piee by piece.

Haha, feels like I got hit by a truck this morning. My lungs burn, give me shit this morning. Can feel all the stiffness in my legs, lifted something heavy yesterday, put a little too much strain on them. Arms and fingers are sore, can feel something up by my shoulders. And a headache! Right there in the back of my head, just waiting to spike up. And cold! All the sunshine's gone now and it's dark. Oho this'll be an interesting day!

But a good one. And that's what I empart upon all of you today. Have a good day folks! Make it something nice! Feel that livelyness in your bones and that pupose in your step! Make it fun. Make it strange. Make it a day worth remembering.

Gaben did some dunking today.