Redneck Architect

What do you do when you have a lot of projects you want to get completed but have a limited budget? If you are our son Travis you become a redneck architect.

A while back I told you about finding a good deal on a bunch of pallets that have three-quarter-inch plywood on one side. I bought several to use to store implements for my Kubota tractor on, and Travis and Geli bought a bunch of them, too.

As I’ve said before, they are very into the back to the land thing and are always growing all kinds of interesting things on their property as well as raising chickens. A few weeks ago, they bought a bunch of chicks at Tractor Supply, and Travis used some of the pallets to make a small A-frame coop for them once they got too big to be in the brooder box.

But those little critters grew fast, and before long they were outgrowing that, too. So Travis used more of the pallets to make a larger chicken coop. It probably won’t appear in any design magazines, but it’s large, sturdy, functional, and didn’t cost him much except for some time and labor.

And what do you do when you have leftovers from a project like that? You make a bench that you can sit on and admire your work. Well, he could have if it was facing the other direction.

We stopped by to see Travis and Geli yesterday on our way into town and I dropped off a shirt I ordered for him from Amazon. That about says it all.

While we were in town, we stopped at Tractor Supply and picked up some more deer fence and poles to enclose the garden. I’ve been wanting to try out a place called Royal Buffet that was just a block or two away, so we stopped there for dinner. It wasn’t the worst I have ever had, but we’ve been spoiled by Hibachi International Buffet in Daytona Beach and it’s going to be hard to find something comparable around here.

On our way out of the driveway we stopped at the mailbox and found that our new Alabama drivers licenses had arrived. I guess we’re official Alabamians now. I was surprised that the licenses are only good for four years. As I recall, our Florida licenses were good for something like 10 years, and I think licenses in Arizona are good for 20 years. I’m sure I won’t live long enough to use a 20 year license but I could have probably made it another decade if I tried real hard and didn’t make Miss Terry too angry.

And finally, here’s a chuckle to start your day from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us. They teach you this on the first day at ski school.

Thought For The Day – Water solves so many problems in life. Want to lose weight? Drink water. Want clear skin? Drink water. Want your obnoxious cousin to leave you alone? Drown him.