Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.


Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").


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Like my brownhouse:
   drywall and the yard
Monday, August 28 2006
The garage/shop project is now at the point where all I do is install the occasional shelf, sort through boxes of unsorted stuff, and, between everything, sweep up. Sweeping makes the gypsum dust go away, and gypsum dust has always been the worst thing about this project. Gypsum in dust form is one of the most annoying forms of dirt I know, yet tons of it in non-dust form were required for the making of the house's walls. So much of it ends up in the yard, as washed-out remnants from spackle knives and five gallon buckets of joint compound, from swept-up dust, or from drywall stacked up and abandoned in a shallow graves, that I've found myself investigating what its environmental effects are. Chemically, gypsum is calcium sulphate, a salt particularly insoluble in water. Could plants make use it? It turns out that they can; the calcium in calcium sulphate is as bioavailable as the calcium in calcium carbonate, the principle salt in limestone. Since calcium is one of the minerals most lacking in the local shale and bluestone, gypsum improves the quality of the soil enormously.

The sun came out today for the first time in days and the gayboy houseguests spent much of their time out on the east deck sunning themselves and drinking coffee.

Me in my shop tonight, viewed from a curved mirror I attached to the sloped part of the ceiling this afternoon. I'd originally removed this mirror from off the side of the Charlottesville City Office Building in a drunken rampage back in 1995.

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