Postponed Projects Become Awww Sheesh
Repairing the wall, full of rotten wood. Back when I was teaching ceramics classes in Utah, to a mostly LDS audience, I realized I would have to temper my tongue. Accustomed to swearing like a sailor, it was like rehab for communication. It wasn't until I couldn't swear freely that I realized how descriptive profanity can be. One might argue that profane speech might be seen as excessive, but you can't deny the combination of simplicity and descriptive power that comes with the best placed profanities. Which brings me back to the original title of this post... Awwww shit. The brief: replace the window in the back room of the apartment (now my shop). The not-so-brief: awww shit. The window leaked (for 20+ years) and the roof leaked into the wall. The water was held against the giant beam in a bucket of foam that was sprayed on back when we had the ceiling sprayed. The beam went from being dry-rotted, to being very wet rotted. When I stuck a screwdriver into the wo...