Bored 'Hobbies'

Everyone has there little things that they do when they are bored while doing something else or trying to procrastinate while trying to look busy. Some like to play solitare, others read the news online. A common bored hobby, if you will is facebook, and commenting on people's statuses that they know but don't really care about and only stay 'friends' on facebook so they can rub in each other's faces of what they have and others don't (example is boy/girlfriends, losing weight, new family members (through marriage or kids), etc.)

My bored hobby is Minesweeper and Paint. For those that don't know, Minesweeper is a game where you have a field and there are a certain number of mines in the field. One then has to identify where the mines are and not blow up in the process while clearing the rest of the field. There are three levels, beginner, intermediate, and advanced. I have gotten fairly good at Minesweeper. I am on advanced and still win fairly often, which I don't exactly know if it's a good thing, because it shows how bored I am at times.

My other bored hobby is Paint. Sometimes I do simple things:

Sometimes I do pretty things:

Sometimes I like to try complex things:

No matter what your bored 'hobby' is, I hope you have as much fun and are as good at it as I am!

Wood

Ever since the seventh grade, where I turned my first piece, a tooth pick holder, on a wooden lathe, I was hooked. In high school I took a woods class each year, making various things like cabinets, a chest and signs using a dremel tool. Every year in high school I would ask my teacher, Mr. J. if I could use one of the lathes to turn stuff which was always buried behind projects and tools, so he always said no. Grandpa used to have a lathe so one day dad brought it home and it was small and not very safe so dad wouldn't let me make stuff with it. We've always had a metal lathe, but it's not good to use a metal lathe for wood or a wooden lathe for metal, so that was also a no. 

This last birthday, my parents bought me a lathe, ironically, it was one from my old woods teacher, Mr. J. During the rest of the school year I was looking up projects that I wanted to make on it in the summer, the first of which was a wooden mug, so that is what I made. The wood started out roughly 18"x8" and dad helped me cut it and glue it. I put in on the lathe and began turning it and having a blast. 

Soon the mug was done...but it needed a handle to grip it better

After a few coats of mineral oil and butcher block conditioner, and 4 days of curing, I got the finished project after 7 days: (same mug from different angles)

I am proud to say that I drank some water from it this morning and it didn't leak!

Then dad wanted have the part where the motor is connected fixed a little so it would run truer, that meant a few days of no lathe, which was sad. I got the part back and we connected it and I had the need to turn something again, except I didn't have any wood, which is a problem. Dad and I up and down our road, where a bunch of trees were cut this spring, in hopes that we would find a piece that was left behind, and indeed we did. He chopped it up with the chain saw, I put it on and was soon covered in dust. 

Soon I got the rough shape I wanted from it...then drilled out the center and began working on it (first time drilling out the center and it went a lot easier)

 

I had dad help me cut it off after sanding it on the lathe and got this

After a coat of clear sealer and then a coat of varnish, this is the finished project after 2 days. 

Now I'm asking all of my friends if they have any wood...en logs so I can turn more stuff.

New Kitten

Last week mom came home from work and said a co-worker's cats had kittens and was wondering if we wanted one. Of course we did! Who doesn't want a little energetic ball of fur with it's tail sticking up?! So Monday came and we waited for our mom to call us to let us know that the kitten had arrived. We got the call from mom that the kitten was in her office and she had to entertain it for a while. 30 minutes later we got to her office and saw the cute kitten in the carrying cage, ready to be brought to it's new home. 
At home, I brought the cage with kitten inside to the back yard, sat down and opened the door for him/her to crawl out (we still aren't sure if it is a male or female kitten). It was the kitten's first experience with grass, and it was hysterical! With every step it took, it lifted it's paws up really high to avoid the grass. Soon it was frolicking about and playing with a stick and leaves on the end. 

 Now the only problem was coming up with a name. As you can see, it's an all black cat. And being the nerds that we are, we thought Darth Vader would be adorable. Sadly when mom came home she said no. Right away the cat went to her feet as she sat down and wanted to play. That is when she came up with it's name. 'Dammit'. 

Now Dammit is crawling around and investigating things like crazy. Dammit likes to crawl up trees and pant legs. Will purr very loudly, and if placed on someone's shoulder while walking around, will stay there peacefully. You can't get much cuter than that!

After shopping today we took Dammit out again and decided to rename him/her to Little Bear. (Hopefully that is the last name change)

Memorial Day

To most Americans, Memorial Day is a three day weekend spent with family and friends, but most of us forget why there is a three day weekend and even fewer forget to actually give thanks, and I'm not just talking about on Facebook or Twitter. Memorial Day is dedicated to the men and women who served the United States and paid the ultimate sacrifice, their lives for our freedoms. Memorial Day, always on the last Monday of May goes back to the end of the Civil War in 1865. Traditionally it was held on the 30th of May, but in 1971 Congress changed it to the last Monday in order to afford a three day holiday weekend. 

Some people attend a parade where veterans from wars past walk holding the flag up high, others go camping with family and friends in their own tradition, some might grill food and have a party in their yard, while my family typically goes boating.


Whatever you do today, if it is one of the things listed above or if you celebrate in a different fashion, please make sure you thank current servicemen and women and veterans and take time to remember the servicemen that couldn't be here today that have ensured your freedoms with their deaths. 

Books

It is probably no surprise to any of you (especially when you notice the background I have picked out) that I like books. Actually, that's a lie. I LOVE books. It wasn't always this way though. When I was in elementary school and even middle school I hated to read. I had a speech problem and reading in class was a pain. In high school one of our assignments was a book report on any book in the library. I like horror and mystery so I thought I'd give Stephen King a try as I heard he wrote some dark stuff. The book was The Eyes of the Dragon. 

It was brilliant. I couldn't put it down. It was the first book that I actually enjoyed reading. I started reading other works by him, such as Cell, Christine, Under the Dome and (my personal favorite so far) IT. While I love how he develops his characters and their interactions between them and throws them into the action then explains it, I knew that he will only write a limited number of books. So last year I started branching out. I've read The Woman in Black by Susan Hill, The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson and some various short stories by the one and only H.P. Lovecraft. I now have over 70 books (still need to read quite a few actually) but I can't wait to get to them all. To step inside the world. To meet the characters, some of which will become my friends and a little piece of me. 
With all of these books on my shelf waiting to be read, you would think that I would not go out to buy more books. Well that is where you are wrong. Yesterday I went to a store called Half Price Books where you can buy a book for roughly half of what it would be new. I told my boyfriend (Mason) that I was going and that I was going to limit myself to 6 books (I tend to get carried away at times ~ I'm the one typically sitting on the floor in the middle of an isle with a stack of books by my side as I forgot to get a basket reading random pages from the book currently in my hand). Well 6 books was too many for him so he made me a deal. If I only bought 4 books, then next time we were together he would buy me one.
At the store, I instantly went to the horror section and found Stephen King's On Writing which I grabbed off the shelf as I was looking for that one for a while. Then I found his Danse Macabre. I read the back cover and it sounded like a good gross-out book. That made two so far. Now going back to the above, I am trying to branch out on who I read, so I found Glen Duncan's Death of an Ordinary Man (the author of I, Lucifer which I am currently reading and is hilarious) and Pete Hamill's Forever.

So I stuck to my promise and only bought those 4 books (for $20 ~ AWESOME!) then made plans to go over to Mason's house last night where I met his parents and sister. After slight awkward hellos, and nice to meet yous, we escaped and took a walk to a Half Price Books about 2 miles from his house (that would be very dangerous for me because I would visit weekly). We made our way to the horror section and was looking at books when one called to me, The Incredible Shrinking Man by Richard Matheson which is now all mine (Thanks Mason!). 

Long story short, I love books and love this new deal. 

Choo-Choo

As you may have guessed from the title, today is National Train Day ~ a personal favorite of mine. It all started back in 1869. The Central Pacific and Union Pacific railroads were reaching the far corners of America yet they weren't connected, that is until the tracks that were laid became the first Transcontinental rail line. Once this was completed, the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans would be connected through the metal rail. The place they met was none other than Promontory Summit, Utah and a golden spike was driven into the final connection of the two tracks, making it one. The Continental Rail Line was 1,776 miles long and cities and towns soon spread with the rail way system helping create the America we know and love today. 

So here are a few ways you can celebrate today: play with your own model trains,

go for a train ride, or join a train club. You could even go around wearing a conductors cap (like the one I got my dad for his birthday last year).

Main thing is, go out and enjoy and be thankful for trains. 

Random Guitar

Yesterday Christina, my sister, came in from having lunch outside because it was a beautiful day. She came up to me and said there was a guitar by the garbage room. I didn't believe her and thought it was a lame attempt to get me to take the garbage out (and it worked). I threw the garbage out and sure enough, there was a guitar sitting there. It was a decent condition, missing a string but no big deal (and majorly out of tune) but otherwise really good. 

Only thing was, it was kind of boring looking (I prefer electric guitar but that's just me). So what do I do, I grab a permanent marker and go to town on it. First I drew the Aerosmith logo

Then I added Led Zeppelin (with each band member's logo)

And pretty soon the guitar was getting covered in band logos.

100 points to who ever can name all of the bands on here. (remember, the points don't matter, just like having an umbrella in a tsunami)