Osler's Razor

She needs the guy in the next post down to take on those jerks!
 

Oh, this just makes me sad to see. The Razor patrol super-secret crime fighting team should go up there and (as we say in Texas) "Open up a can of whup-ass!"

Hang in there.
 

Yeah, I agree about the whup-ass. All you lawyers out there, circle the wagons and tell Tyd how to out of this! There must be a way they can get compensated for all they lost.
 

We are working on that can of whup ass...

I did talk to Habib yesterday.. We were both just ready to cry AND he said he cried when he saw our house on the news. but then we got happy thinking about what we could do in the new house I told him as soon as the building starts we will start planning the kitchen and bathrooms, and go tile shopping.

And he said: "Oh, and we will NOT be getting tile at Home Depot this time...." Also he said that when you start from scratch you can do ANYTHING you want and he has a lot of ideas.

So now when I get mad or sad or depressed or feeling all crabby etc, I will start planning my new bathroom with the travertine floor, slate shower and field tiles from Portugal. I will start looking for places that carry bahia blue granite from Brazil, and picking out the backsplash tiles from this one Armenian guy...

I cannot explain Habib, just that he is awesome. He is a slight bit chunky, married and grew up here in Oregon. He works for his Dad's tile thing. He gets my vision, and I get his. When he came to do the first estimate on our house, he stayed for two hours. He had his laptop with like thousands of pictures of jobs they had done of bathrooms, floors and kitchens. Bill just rolled his eyes, but for me, all the stress of the hammers and the metal music and saws from the floor guys just disappeared. I knew that he could make our house look AWESOME.

A lot of women turn to their hairdressers in times of distress. I talk tile with Habib.

We are all gonna be okay, its just this is going to be a looooong year. I get all bummed out, but at the end of this, no one involved in this event will ever forget my name. I am ready for this fight.
 

Oh and that is a guitar body. That is what they look like raw. Bill makes them like that, somehow and then he does the finish (that means the painting of it) then builds the neck, then finishes that (he outsources the finishing) and then attaches the neck and then puts allthe hardware and wiring in and then attaches the string thigys and whatever and then there you have it! A guitar is born..

Bill is now joking that most of of his guitar bodies now have a special "Monterey" finish... meaning that they were on fire. I guess something about jimi hendrix setting his guitar on fire after some convert.

Bill reads the Razor now. He posts sometimes ... under the name Tyd2bleach.
Very funny.
 

Tyd,

That's a famous rock moment from the Monterey Pop Festival in 1967 where Hendrix first made his name. Jimi gets down on the stage, during the song, pours lighter fluid on the guitar and lights it.

The Jimi Hendrix Story, a film best seen after midnight at an art flick theater in an iffy neighborhood, preferably on a double feature with "The Song Remains the Same," features it prominently.

I laughed as soon as I saw that.
 

Tyd, it sounds like tile will sustain you. A vision of gorgeous tile. There is something magical about it, such a great craft and it's so cool under your feet. And so varied.

They do wood here in Switzerland, not tile. They do parquet very well, actually.

I'm glad you have Habib . . . and Bill, of course. Who's his equivalent of Habib? Habib for guitars?
 

Tyd,

Your husband should be Tied2Tydwbleach.
 

Hooray for whup-ass!

Good luck with the house, Tyd. Give all kinds of hell where hell's due.
 

I want to join the super secret crime fighting team to avenge Tyd's house.

Can I get whup-ass at the Wal-Mart?