Filed Under (House) by admin on 03-09-2010
Haven’t posted much in a while so I figured why not post a couple more pics of the fence with the sealer I painted onto it. I purchased a 5 Gallon bucket of Behr Transparent Waterproofing Wood Finish. I applied a couple of coats the front and back of the fence. If I had my time back I would have sprayed the finish on instead of painting it on. Waaaayyy too much work. I was a dumby. Anyhow, it does look a lot better and you can tell that the wood has darkened just a slight bit.
Filed Under (Random Thoughts) by admin on 14-08-2010
Barry Manilow tonight 8pm – AC 23rd row. Holla!
Filed Under (Random Thoughts) by admin on 10-08-2010

That box. Lots of people have them. C’mon you know what I’m talking about. That box of stuff that you have collected for years. That box which is filled with memories of various times in our lives. These memories are forever bonded amongst the various items we have placed into that box over the course of many years. It may have sat like mine did in the darkest corner of our drawer or closet for years through good times and bad. The other day while moving some things I came across that box – a shoe box to be exact. In this box were many papers and pictures from when I was a little kid doing a middle school presidential debate, pictures of friends and family, documents from vacations I had gone on almost 10 years ago, and awards and accomplishments. I found myself leafing through all of the items as if it were a lost and buried treasure from some long lost ship wreck many years ago. Do you ever look at an old picture of yourself and wonder “gee .. i wonder what was i thinking when this picture was taken..”, trying to recount the events that occurred leading up to the picture being taken and what happened soon after the camera was turned off?
There is a story in each and every item we find in that box, and while it may be a short explanation not worthy of that that five letter word, it is part of our lives and a moment in time that we felt significant enough to save. While some memories are incapable of being physically placed into a box they are important. When I find myself in a situation or place I want to remember I create a mental snapshot. I may lose my keys or wallet or sunglasses all the time but I will never forget that moment in time and can pull it back up like a file on hard drive for myself. Many times I will mimic what Joe Pesci’s character in the movie ‘With Honors’ did and collect an item (glass, rock, pebble, etc..) to keep. Anytime I want to think of that time all I have to do is roll it around in my hand and Abracadabra … I’m there again.
Filed Under (House) by admin on 05-08-2010
In just under 7 hours Main Street Fence (http://www.mainstreetfence.com) came and removed and replaced the old ugly fence at the man habitat. Below are some images of the new fence. Looks a lot nicer and the gate actually works. The old fence images can be found at http://rhianblock.com/blog/?p=2284
Filed Under (Random Thoughts) by admin on 01-08-2010

On Saturday while at the mall I decided to buy the first non computer related book in a long time. I thought the cover of this book looked kind of funny too…yep I am nerd
. The book is titled -
and portrays in around 90 or so pages various objects who have lost or will lose something of a friend to them. It got me thinking about how many friends we lose in the course of our lives. From girlfriends and boyfriends to best friends including those which we thought were friends but only made themselves appear that way to us. I have lost many so called “friends” and the life I live today exists because of the times and memories I shared while with them. Websites like Facebook and MySpace have made the term “friend” merely a number of various faces and storylines of status updates as life speeds on by. I guess in the end you’ll always have one friend that will always be there for you and cannot delete you from their virtual friend list – yourself. Time does have a way of bringing the right people back into your life so never count anything out. Guess that’s sometimes easier said than done.