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De-uglification
Overcome by some kind of "do it NOW" impulse this afternoon, I decided to paint the pegboard. There was a standard unpainted 4'x 8' chunk of pegboard fastened up on the east wall and it was covered with an amazing collection of stuff. I took everything down, including the hooks, and painted the board off-white to match the north wall. I also painted the ugly dark gray breaker box cover (being careful not to get the hinges stuck). When I was done, and the paint was dry to the touch, I consigned about half of the tools to the garage and re-hung the rest. Over the years it seemed like every small object that we bought which had a hole in it wound up on the pegboard. It looks much more tidy now. The tools are a lot more accessible too. I hung everything so I can reach it without getting the step stool -- a vast improvement.
I also hung some more pictures today, including two framed original comic strips of "Rex Morgan" and "Apartment 3G" from the daily L.A. Times. I'm still missing some art work, including a lovely little acrylic by Morry Scott Dollens, but it will turn up eventually. I've been taking boxes off of the storage shelves that look in most danger of collapse, and it's amazing what I've found. For one thing, Chuck's poker chips. One year, for either his birthday or xmas, I forget which, I bought him a set of custom poker chips. There was -- and probably still is -- a company in Los Angeles which makes chips for the casinos, and they also sell to private purchasers. (Yes, they keep records to be sure that an order doesn't duplicate anyone else's.) We had friends over for poker parties at our house frequently and it was one of those bits of one-ups-man-ship that Chuck could flaunt his own chips.
Overcome by some kind of "do it NOW" impulse this afternoon, I decided to paint the pegboard. There was a standard unpainted 4'x 8' chunk of pegboard fastened up on the east wall and it was covered with an amazing collection of stuff. I took everything down, including the hooks, and painted the board off-white to match the north wall. I also painted the ugly dark gray breaker box cover (being careful not to get the hinges stuck). When I was done, and the paint was dry to the touch, I consigned about half of the tools to the garage and re-hung the rest. Over the years it seemed like every small object that we bought which had a hole in it wound up on the pegboard. It looks much more tidy now. The tools are a lot more accessible too. I hung everything so I can reach it without getting the step stool -- a vast improvement.
I also hung some more pictures today, including two framed original comic strips of "Rex Morgan" and "Apartment 3G" from the daily L.A. Times. I'm still missing some art work, including a lovely little acrylic by Morry Scott Dollens, but it will turn up eventually. I've been taking boxes off of the storage shelves that look in most danger of collapse, and it's amazing what I've found. For one thing, Chuck's poker chips. One year, for either his birthday or xmas, I forget which, I bought him a set of custom poker chips. There was -- and probably still is -- a company in Los Angeles which makes chips for the casinos, and they also sell to private purchasers. (Yes, they keep records to be sure that an order doesn't duplicate anyone else's.) We had friends over for poker parties at our house frequently and it was one of those bits of one-ups-man-ship that Chuck could flaunt his own chips.