That’s such a lovely sound. Chicken wire, or maybe better: “chickenwire”. (I would put it alongside “cellar door”…[update: almost. I suppose it is not as transcendent, really.])
I digress. I just thought I’d share with you a picture of the things I went to the hardware store to get last night1 (Click for larger view):
- Several feet of chicken wire (it really is called that on the labeling, but better: Poultry netting. Excellent. I like the idea of going home to construct an enclosure for my wayward happy fat chickens), 3ft high.
- A collection of bricks (I chose some nice miniature ones… they called out to me while I was trying to find the regular bricks).
- Large black plastic bags. Heavy duty.
- Steel wire.
- A 25 inch machete. Annoyingly, it comes from the store so (deliberately) blunt I’d be better off using a wet fish to perform the tasks intended for it2. Going to have to put an edge on it later.
Yes, you guessed right, I’m going to be constructing something. Any idea what the project is?
But I won’t start now. Just got back from a hike over at Runyon Canyon among the beautiful people, and then some Hollywood Farmer’s Market shopping3, and I was brutally waylaid by Amoeba Music and coerced to buy seven CDs…so now I am going to sit for a bit and relax and have a listen to them. Well ok, “…do some paperwork” (grant review, letter of recommendation, reply to referee report, etc. Yay). I think I’ll do it lying down, as a compromise….
- Is it a sign that I’m getting old that when presented with having to choose between the hardware store and going to see a movie – on a Saturday night! – I chose the hardware store? Or is it a sign that the Hollywood Home Depot at night can be full of its own entertainments – from the bizarre people on upwards? [return]
- In the Caribbean (where I spent some of my childhood), we’d use the term “cutlass” more than “machete”. The two things are somewhat distinct, if you want to be strict about blade shape and history, but they’ve been all mixed up together in the context of sugar cane farming, trade, pirates (no, really: Pirates of the Caribbean, right?) and so forth. I’ll admit that the instrument I bought really has very little to do with the project, and a lot to do with the fact that as a gardener with my background, one’s home simply feels incomplete without a cutlass. [return]
- Someone saw me there and said “It’s the physicist!”, which was a bit of a shock, since I did not know her. I then recovered and guessed that it was someone from USC. I was wrong. Turns out she’s a regular at Categorically Not! events. Good to see these different circles – these various parts of the community – linking up like that. [return]
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