The Crapshack will one day make its own power, thanks to the babble of a water source that runs right down our far-most boundary line, clearly on our side of the line, as far as you need to know. To get us started, we’ve got some battery chargers unwillingly donated by a big faceless company, which we’ll reveal soon enough. The Crapshack is all about the slow reveal– it’s a bit of a tease, but it will put out, if you call it pretty.
[ Read on → ]What Are The Thirty Nine Steps?
The Crapshack is not presently planned as the most handicapped accessible place on the planet. To put it more accurately, the Crapshack will be positioned atop an impressive cliff (OUR cliff), and while scaling it outright won’t be necessary for reaching the Crapshack, it’s going to be a challenge for any but the ablest of bodies.
And our bodies are not getting any younger or abler here.
[ Read on → ]The Door of Preception
Now this is more like it– here’s a door! Not a bad door, sufficiently crappy, just a door, and it’s ALL OURS. Does it get more mundane than this? Somehow I’m betting it does. One day, this door will be fully slammable. And that’ll be the day the real fun begins. You’ll all be lining up around the block to have a swing with our lustrously crappy door.
[ Read on → ]Beached Whale of a Time
The tires of the beloved CrapTruck are what I want you to focus on right now. Do those LOOK like the kind of tires that can send a Crap Truck up the old logging road with a half ton of gravel in the bed?
[ Read on → ]The Road Thirsty Perpetual
Crapshack Devotees — meet the Craptruck. It’s stuck in Four-Low, and it takes a lot of duct tape to hold up the rust where the wheel wells once were. So it won’t exactly be used as our police chase vehicle.
[ Read on → ]The Crapshack is Wired for Sound
The Crapshack may not have any walls yet, and I have a feeling we’re far from having anything that can realistically be used as a roof (though apparently in a few weeks we’re going to be the owners of the world’s largest Wall Plate collection). At this point indoor plumbing is still a pipe dream (eh, ha ha), but we now have enough speaker wire and CAT-6 cable to ensure that the joint is wired to the guts.
[ Read on → ]Four Decidedly Uncraplike Windows
We got us some windows, real beauties at that. These came from Erik, who sold us the land. Which initially made me a little suspicious, because I always thought Real Estate Agents were in the business of -selling- crap, not giving it away.
[ Read on → ]Listen, We Need a Crapload
Well, you should probably just let us know what you’ve got and we’ll work from there. Right now, the plan is to build the shack on piers, and it’ll be a modest effort. 16×16 or so, until we can’t stand one another, then maybe we’ll expand it. Or build another one. Or take turns sleeping outside.
[ Read on → ]A Framing Nailgun - Hot Damn!
We’re more or less rolling in tools– it’s really nothing short of amazing how Scott manages to come up with them. You can ask for some weird-ass thing, an etzbah ruler, and he’ll eagerly whip it off of some multi-tool on his belt. I can’t tell you how much I love this. But somewhere he’s got a damned tool to measure how much.
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