Heh, a late night sneaky post to a blog I've neglected for over a year.... no one will ever know. What could possibly go wrong? Aside from it being on the Internet and thereby exposed to at least eleven people? My genius is unfathomable.
Now I'm graduated, married and relocated to sunny Denver, the Mile High Metropolis. And as long as I'm making references to Superman, the house has become my fortress of semi-solitude save for the presence of Tika the Dog and every now and then my wife. Tika has natural charisma, the type that has allowed her to make as many friends in two weeks here as we have in two months. Except for the golden retriever next door. Bad blood boils between those two.

Since I'm unemployed, er, "newly graduated", I have kept the gibbering madness of boredom at bay by inventing new short-term projects. The first few weeks were devoted to making

the house work. This involved trimming back the overgrowth in the yards, fixing the electrical system, climbing trees and chopping off huge dead branches, cleaning and mending the rain gutters, re-wiring the cable and CAT5 networks, painting, replacing a fence gate, and generally undoing years of half-assed "improvements" and neglect to this rental property.
Next came Phase II: Boredom Boogaloo. I decided to build a waterbed. Thanks to Toronto, the old waterbed frame had to be put down due to a wee infestation of bedbugs. By the way, bedbugs are very resilient creatures. These Canadian ones survived a

3,000 mile trip in the back of a U-Haul and six months in a storage unit to colonize our apartment in San Fran. Anyway, the new frame is a slightly improved version of the old one. I made the whole thing sturdier and less creaky by fully dadoing the sides to fit the base pieces, which were also improved to be lighter and less crappy. The headboard became an enclosure for storage of pillows, pajamas, sex toys and the like. It came out pretty well I think.

But a mere waterbed frame was not enough. I wanted more. More danger, more excitement, more power. So I designed and built a high output wood furnace called a "pocket rocket", originally invented by a genius hippy named Ianto Evans (buy his
book). It completely combusts the wood fuel if used correctly leading to extremely clean emissions and very high heat output. This thing glows cherry red when fully loaded with good dry wood. A lot of potential for home heating with it, perhaps even a wood-fired hot tub is in our future. I highly recommend them if you have a need for a wood stove. I made a paste of clay and perlite to line the inside bottom of the stove, both to protect it from oxidation and reflect heat back up into the barrel, and it worked like a charm after the first burn had hardened it. The picture makes it look so cute and harmless but do not be fooled; even without any exposed flame this stove will set your clothes on fire if you stand too close, too long.
I'd post pictures of Tika but my wife beat me to it. Take a look at her Flickr site for the cuteness.
G'night, Intarwebs.