Month: March 2005

  • Congrats, Kirsty!

    Congratulations to Kirsty, who just gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Miranda. Bloggers are gettin’ married and havin’ sprogs all over the place!

  • A bastard only by nature.

    You know what’s funny? Flipping through your Wedding Guestbook to discover that your cat signed it. Bwa ha ha! (Thanks, Helen.)

  • Mama’s Got a Brand New Bag!

    My new handbag!Remember when I ordered my new handbag? Well, it finally came! How cute is this? The album is “Standing Up for Love” by the Three Degrees (but it has a zipper so I can change it later). It’s so nice and roomy; it fits all my daily stuff plus a book comfortably! Two big thumbs up.

  • How Dirty Are You?

    How Dirty Are You? (No, this has nothing to do with that vibrating “Eye Massager.”) I initially thought the link was a “answer-as-applies-to-you” type quiz, so I answered all the questions with regards to our house in hopes of getting some type of Dirtiness Quotient. But really, it’s just a quiz to see how much you know about germs. It cracked me up when the results came back and each one was like, “WRONG!” Because seriously, we’re filthy. The only ones we “got right” were closing the lid when you flush (mostly just because we got in the habit of keeping it closed when we got the cat), and not using the dish scrubber to wipe down the counters (because the Snook gets grossed out by it). Our mattress probably weighs five times what it did when we got it. But hey, aren’t we doing the rest of you a favor? We’re getting exposed to all the superbugs and helping build up the gene pool’s immunity. It’s the neat freaks with Lysol fixations that are the real worry for humanity. (Link courtesy of Ron, the dirty toilet sprayer.)

  • No more Marshall Field’s?

    Roger Ebert has learned that there’s a possibility that Marshall Field’s will be bought out and turned into a Macy’s, and he’s spitting mad about it. I wish somebody in Sydney had organized a similar protest last year when Grace Brothers turned into Myer. Grace Brothers had a history in this town, and I don’t care how much Coles Myer saved on advertising costs by rebranding. You shouldn’t mess with local history.

  • Man, I could so use an eye massage.

    Eye Massager with USB Port. *blink, blink* Huh, whuuuuut? (Or maybe that should be *wink wink*?) (Link courtesy of John, who seems to have a much less dirty mind than I do.)

    Edited 01/03/2025 – Link is sadly now dead.

  • More Fun With Vinyl: Record Album Guestbook

    Record Album Guestbook

    It all started with another of Amy’s suggestions; namely, that we should have a Guestbook at our reception. The ones in the shop all seemed so boring and traditional though. Then I had a flash of inspiration: I’d cut up an Elvis record and use it as the covers! The result you see before you. It took the Snook and I about an hour or so, and it was a convenient excuse to finally buy a power drill. There was also the side benefit of making some bitchin’ vinyl cuffs out of the excess.

    Inside

    Here’s a view of the inside. The book itself is a basic “scrapbook” that I found at Dymock’s Stationery Store. It had thick, squarish cardboard covers. I wasn’t crazy about the color of the paper, but it met the main requirement: It had a nice big spiral binding that didn’t join completely, meaning it was really easy to pop the existing covers out. It was also just big enough to encompass a record label, which I figured would look cool.

    Scoring

    Step 1: Scoring
    Here you can see the basic tools we used: a metal ruler, a Stanley knife, and a piece of cardboard to protect the table. We’ve removed the original covers from the scrapbook and the Snook is positioning one of them on the album. The record was “Elvis in the 70’s” and came from Glebe Markets. (We paid $6 for it and it looked pretty crap, so I hope the vinyl purists won’t be up in arms.)

    Scoring

    The Snook is using the Stanley knife to lightly score the outline of the cover onto the album. In addition to taking the photo, I squealed and squirmed the whole time as I imagined him slicing his fingers off.

    Scoring

    Finally we get to the hard-core scoring. We first tested a bit of the record (well within the excess) to figure out how many times and how deep we needed to go. A dozen passes with the Stanley knife seemed to do the trick nicely. Here’s the Snook using the metal straightedge to stay on the lines.

    Snapping

    Step 2: Snapping
    Finally it’s time to break the record. The Snook lines it up with the edge of the table and uses the straightedge to hold it stiff. (I also held down on the rest of the record to keep it from moving.) Then with his right hand…

    Snap!

    Snap! It comes right off. As he finished each cover, I ran the cut edges over a piece of sandpaper to smooth them. (They’re a bit sharp from all the scoring.)

    Drilling

    Step 3: Drilling
    Once we had the new covers, we again lined them up with the originals and used the Stanley knife to poke guideholes for drilling. Then the Snook experimented with some scrap vinyl to find the drill bit that best approximated the original holes. Here he is drilling the holes in the actual cover. (Note our professional use of the Yellow Pages to keep from destroying our table. We need a crafting shed.)

    Drilling

    Here’s a close-up of the drilling. We’d been worried that the record might crack or shatter, but in reality we didn’t have a single problem with it. It only took about two seconds to get through each time, and the only annoyance was cleaning the melted vinyl off the drill bit between each hole.

    And that’s it! We just popped the new covers on the book and decorated the cover page with a photograph. The whole process was much easier and quicker than I anticipated.

    Record Cuffs

    Supplemental Craft: Record Cuffs
    Since it seemed a shame to waste the leftover bits of vinyl, I tossed them in the oven on very low heat (like, as low as it would go) and draped them over a bowl to melt. Here’s the view inside the oven after a few minutes.

    Molding

    And here I am molding the flexible piece of vinyl around my wrist. I wore the dish gloves thinking that the vinyl would be really hot, but they were awkward and I took them off pretty soon in favor of just using my hands. They weren’t that hot.

    Finished Cuff

    Here’s the finished cuff! Very punk rawk, don’t you think? A few of them needed to go back into the oven for further shaping, and you may need to run the sandpaper over the edges if they’re sharp. I feel like I should send one to Ryan on The O.C.

    That’s it! The Guestbook was a huge hit at the party and I can’t wait to have an occasion to do another one.

  • Glasses up or down?

    I was just reading this AskMetaFilter thread about whether you store your drinking glasses rightside-up or upside-down, and I thought to myself, “Well, of course I store mine upside-down, as my Mom always did and as any right-minded person would.” And then I had this weird momentary freakout where I thought maybe that was wrong, and that the Snook has surreptitiously been re-programming me to put them rightside-up, and I had to actually go to the kitchen and check to see if I was right. They’re upside-down. Whew.

  • I’m married to Topher Grace.

    My sister has definitively settled the issue. Heh. (Between Rodd-as-Topher and my brother-as-Andy-Roddick, I should seriously start up a celebrity lookalike business, don’t you think?)

    Rodd next to Topher Grace