This was not a good weekend for hand-eye coordination. For me, anyway; it's possible that you were learning to juggle. If so, congratulations! But this is not about you. This is about me, and the fact that I managed to spill a saucer on the table at lunch, and suddenly fail to grasp a drink I was holding, and crack my head on a board I was ducking under, and whack myself in the eye with the metal end of a bungee cord that I thought I'd successfully hooked under the bumper. Turns out I had not! These are the times that double-checking is good.

I also ripped an inch-wide hole in the sidewall of my tire. I was distracted by people outside of my car and failed to correct to not drive over the curb I'd been parking at. This is not the people's fault; I mention them only to emphasize how it was like a Mastercard commercial. Shredding your tire because you're too clumsy to drive: $27.72. Doing it in front of like a dozen people you know: priceless.

Despite being followed around by Yakety Sax this weekend, I managed to successfully construct a huge thing in my house. I enlisted my dad's help, billing it as a fun father-son project for Father's Day, but I think he was clear on the fact that it was manual labor. Still, he played along and did all of the board cutting, which seemed like a good plan; given that I'd already managed to slice a big hole in something using a curb, using a power saw was probably not going to end well.

I now have tiered seating in my TV room! I'm very excited about this, mainly because I've never built something that was designed to be walked on before. The stated purpose was to provide more seating in that room, but the secret goal was to build something awesome. Both were met! There were some minor issues with the measurements, by which I mean I totally forgot to check and make sure that I'd be able to stand up without cracking a hole in the ceiling with my head once I put the whole thing together, but it worked out pretty well.

Of course, in creating this thing that will allow me to have more people over, I've left scraps of carpet and wood all over the house, not to mention at least one couch balanced on end in the wrong room -- meaning that I can't actually have people over now, unless I convince them to come help me clean up. Maybe I can try a variant on the previous line; anyone up for some friend-friend bonding?

Auditory Hallucination: Repo -- Chase the Morning