The Sweet Smell of Success (and sawdust)

Two climbing walls erected, and with chalk and rubber already caking their faces, our living room is officially a fort. No, really. It says so, there on the wall. "The Fort. No Girls." How classy is that?

With the bulk of our wall space completed, the focus of the project has shifted to the finer aspects of creating our playground, namely holds and surfacing. Holds are currently consuming all of my time and, if I let them, will do the same with my money. Surfacing the wall is equally expensive, though due to the byzantine rituals and strange, dark alchemy involved it may prove far more time consuming. Such are the trying (and karate filled) circumstances in which we often find ourselves; life will find a way.

Someday, when I get my life together, I'll add photos to this blog and make it a visual exercise in wankery. Until then it will remain a textual exercise in wankery.

Look who scraped together some building supplies

Hey, Mia for a while, DEAL!

The two largest climbing surfaces on the climbing wall are now in tact. Both the 40 and the vert wall are up. the next steps are to round the corners off to the wall giving us some slap problems and some climbing surface in the realm of 10 to 15 degrees. I Josh am hoping to complete this instead of celebrating some magical bullshit on a randomly selected day to get retards to buy each other shit!

Remember that time I called christmas folks retards, I didn't mean it! Christmas believers and doers are way more fucking useless than retards.

Who is going to make the brontosaurus sound???

Anywho. once this is done the work on the dihedral will begin. this will be very interesting and will challenge Collins and My ability to ghetto rig and make shit up on the fly a little more than the other sections. Have faith though, we take this challenge seriously.

we are also starting to think about the spare bedroom, lighting, buying holds and pads. Anyone wanna come get strong???

J