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Oh, Legion, I should say that they did not tell me that they were going to start on the railings — I just came home to the high gloss patent leather rice krispie railings. It was a mess and on top of everything, I don’t like high gloss. I feel a little sorry for Millal since I flipped out when I saw this mess.
Back when I was in the circus I did a gig pro bono at a home in Tarrytown for boys from troubled homes (read: crack babies; this was 1991). We stayed at the Marriott. One of my sisters had just gotten out of Ringling Bros and she joined for the gig. Another guy had also just gotten out of Ringling as a clown. I’m almost 100% sure they hooked up at the Tarrytown Marriott (I would never ask; gross!). Now they’re married with 3 kids.
Well, Legion, regarding the paint, the biggest problem is that the guys had some kind of “idea” about what they were doing — painting directly over rust, as though rustoleum would form some kind of protection or something and then they would do more scraping or something. Made absolutely no sense to me and it looked horrific. I really didn’t know what they were talking about. The way you should do the job is to scrape off excessive paint and rust, give it a good once over with a wire brush (you’re not going to get everything off unless you strip the metal) and then prime the railing and paint with low lustre metal oil based paint. You lose gloss naturally with the elements, but the way they did the job, I was shocked. Bumpy patent leather. Just loaded on shiny high gloss rustoleum right over the flaky rusty paint.
So they are now taking off the paint and I bought a paint/primer together made by Benjamin Moore for metal. It is low lustre. Once the railing is sort of smoothish, I will have them paint with that stuff.
So I went to the Tea Lounge last night to read some legislation (got way behind when I went to DC last week). Almost EVERYONE there was staring at a laptop sleepwalking their evenings on facebook or whatever. Just sitting there staring blankly at their screens. If I looked closer I probably would have seen little rivulets of drool coming out of the corner of their slack little mouths. I felt like going up to them and screaming WAKE UP!!!!!! DO SOMETHING!!!!!!!
I see a really disturbing trend:
Hippies –> Hipsters. Hippies might have been smelly and annoying, but at least they believed in something. They were engaged. They actually changed the world in some ways. Hippies wouldn’t lie to get out of jury duty just because they were too bored and just couldn’t be bothered.
Annoying cafe people from before the Internet –> Annoying cafe people now. At least back in the day people would sit around and talk about things of substance. Or at least they would try. Now they’re sitting around writing trite little messages on their walls or whatever it is people do on facebook. It used to be real human interaction. Now the only poking that goes on is virtual.
Oh, Legion, I should say that they did not tell me that they were going to start on the railings — I just came home to the high gloss patent leather rice krispie railings. It was a mess and on top of everything, I don’t like high gloss. I feel a little sorry for Millal since I flipped out when I saw this mess.
funny store lech – tarrytown is for lovers!
Sardines are good. Also like tinned mackrel etc. I always get the one in the tomato sauce and then add a ton of Tabasco.
annoying cafe people are the worst, lech.
that’s why i thank god my coffee joint doesn’t have any seats/tables – just a communal bar to stand at.
Back when I was in the circus I did a gig pro bono at a home in Tarrytown for boys from troubled homes (read: crack babies; this was 1991). We stayed at the Marriott. One of my sisters had just gotten out of Ringling Bros and she joined for the gig. Another guy had also just gotten out of Ringling as a clown. I’m almost 100% sure they hooked up at the Tarrytown Marriott (I would never ask; gross!). Now they’re married with 3 kids.
Worse than sardines = Vienna Sausages. Papa Snappy used to call them ‘pig lips.’ He ate them with saltine crackers. ICK.
Well, Legion, regarding the paint, the biggest problem is that the guys had some kind of “idea” about what they were doing — painting directly over rust, as though rustoleum would form some kind of protection or something and then they would do more scraping or something. Made absolutely no sense to me and it looked horrific. I really didn’t know what they were talking about. The way you should do the job is to scrape off excessive paint and rust, give it a good once over with a wire brush (you’re not going to get everything off unless you strip the metal) and then prime the railing and paint with low lustre metal oil based paint. You lose gloss naturally with the elements, but the way they did the job, I was shocked. Bumpy patent leather. Just loaded on shiny high gloss rustoleum right over the flaky rusty paint.
So they are now taking off the paint and I bought a paint/primer together made by Benjamin Moore for metal. It is low lustre. Once the railing is sort of smoothish, I will have them paint with that stuff.
So I went to the Tea Lounge last night to read some legislation (got way behind when I went to DC last week). Almost EVERYONE there was staring at a laptop sleepwalking their evenings on facebook or whatever. Just sitting there staring blankly at their screens. If I looked closer I probably would have seen little rivulets of drool coming out of the corner of their slack little mouths. I felt like going up to them and screaming WAKE UP!!!!!! DO SOMETHING!!!!!!!
I see a really disturbing trend:
Hippies –> Hipsters. Hippies might have been smelly and annoying, but at least they believed in something. They were engaged. They actually changed the world in some ways. Hippies wouldn’t lie to get out of jury duty just because they were too bored and just couldn’t be bothered.
Annoying cafe people from before the Internet –> Annoying cafe people now. At least back in the day people would sit around and talk about things of substance. Or at least they would try. Now they’re sitting around writing trite little messages on their walls or whatever it is people do on facebook. It used to be real human interaction. Now the only poking that goes on is virtual.
for sure snappy – even the metro north ride is relaxing, with the view of the river most of the way.