Sunday, August 30, 2009

Not for the faint of heart

WARNING: For those of you with weak constitutions, you may want to skip the end of this post.









Yesterday was a very progressive day for the project! Jeff had help from his friends, Chad and Rick (who also happens to be my cousin.) Not only did the snow plow work great, but look at what these guys managed to do for the house.



Chad is marking on the rim joist where the floor joists will be nailed in.







Can you see the hammer and nails there? Well, they actually used nail guns.



And after several hours of work...Taa Daa!!! All of the floor joist are in place!






Thanks guys!








(Isaiah had just taken a little tumble and was trying hard not to cry. He's a tough little guy. (My poor baby!))



The day, however, was not without incident. Don't worry Chad, I won't mention what happened. heh heh. (Good thing your wife's a doctor!) It just reminds me of another incident that happened to Ricky and I can't resist giving him a hard time. (This is the part where you may want to turn away.)


What man child can resist the temptation to goof around with a nail gun once he's become extremely comfortable with using one? Certainly not Rick! When Jeff was in the building business, Rick worked with him too and on one particular day he got a little too carried away. I won't go into all the details of how exactly it happened, but let you see it for yourselves.



Here's a hint. Take a look at his left hand.
That's only half of the nail. They (Rick and my brother-in-law Charles, who also worked with us at the time) for some reason that even to this day no one can understand, decided it would be a good idea to cut the pointy end of the nail off. Then, as if that wasn't bad enough, Rick and Jeff decided they would pull the nail (the head end) out themselves. So they went into the bathroom with a homemade medical kit and shut the door.

All I could hear was Rick making some unpleasant noises and talking about pooping his pants while Jeff kept telling him to "hang in there." Jeff however, was thinking that when Rick passed out and hit the floor, he'd be able to get the nail out for sure then. (If you're wondering, yes, they were all completely sober.) They finally caved, however, and went to urgent care. It was going to at least require a little anesthesia first.


Before they left though, Rick picked up his guitar and made up a little song about the experience. Enjoy.



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My apologies to everyone who finds this post a little over the top and always, always practice nail gun safety.




2 comments:

  1. The song is too funny! I remember when my parents were building a houns when I was in the 4th grade (a long time ago!) how exciting it was to see the floor being built. Keep up the good work. I can't wait to see what's next!

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  2. OOps!! That was supposed to be "building a house!"

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