Honestly, you meet the most appalling sort of people....

Giles ,'Chosen'


Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Liese S. - Aug 31, 2007 2:54:40 pm PDT #8014 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Hee! Yay, Java!

So when you guys are talking about blown-in, you mean cellulose? Or that weird new blow-able fiberglass? Cause we really want to do foam, if our volunteer comes through. We are doing the ridge vent thing.


Consuela - Aug 31, 2007 2:55:32 pm PDT #8015 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

Cellulose, I think. Some environmental type.


Java cat - Aug 31, 2007 3:01:45 pm PDT #8016 of 10001
Not javachik

It looks like shredded newspaper, though it can't possibly be.

Does foam outgas?

Ridge vents rock. My ex and I are friends, he moved to Petaluma, where it's a lot hotter, and insists that whole house fans are the best thing ever, esp. in combo with good vents. I forgot to take a look at the WHF the last time I was up there.

H was a solar & elec contractor for years. If fiberglass bats were left over from a job, he'd pitch up out in the attic. Pretty much the only cold comes from the floor at my house these days, but hardwood is a pretty good insulator all by itself. Only if I lived in freezing country would I have to do something.


sarameg - Aug 31, 2007 3:07:53 pm PDT #8017 of 10001

The stuff on TOH was foam. Not sure what kind, though. It reminded me of a friend's foam-covered cinderblock place growing up. It had a thin layer of concrete or some sort of plaster crust sprayed over the foam, then was painted. White. Looked like a giant lumpy marshmallow. A whack of an idle bat or ball (or idle picky children) and the "shell" would break and they'd have to patch it. Very strange.


Java cat - Aug 31, 2007 3:14:22 pm PDT #8018 of 10001
Not javachik

I'd forgotten about it until you said that, but someone from my old women's group and her contractor husband built a Quonset-hut looking foam house a few years ago. It's made out of 3 feet thick chunks of foam cut and fitted together to form the shell. I can't remember what the outside is but a thin layer of concrete would make sense. The framing was wood, 2 story house (possibly split tri-level?) on a somewhat steep hill. It's a very weird looking place from the outside but it's really nice inside.


Jesse - Aug 31, 2007 3:16:29 pm PDT #8019 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

That sounds like where the Barbapapas live!


Consuela - Aug 31, 2007 3:21:43 pm PDT #8020 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

Oy. My mother's been admitted to the hospital to deal with the combination of a herniated disk and intestinal distress.

t hunkers down


JenP - Aug 31, 2007 3:28:47 pm PDT #8021 of 10001

Oh, my, Consuela. I wish her pain and distress-ma.


Allyson - Aug 31, 2007 3:34:37 pm PDT #8022 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

{{{Consuela}}}

I got two gifts, one from Sarameg, who sent me some cash to get a pedicure (LOVE!!!!), and another from Plei, Juliana, Lee, JZ, Jen, G&J, and Jilli, an ENORMOUS bouquet of flowers.

Thank you so much for it all, I'm just beside myself with gratitude.

I have 25 people coming. I have thirty beers, a gallon of cosmopolitans, a gallon of sour apple martinis, I'm making a big bowl of sangria, I got a big case of bottled water, will get a case each of diet and regular soda.

We've got two pounds of shrimp in ginger, soy, and pineapple, chips, salsa, guac, dips, caprese salad, four pounds of chicken marinading for skewers, tons of cut veggies for both grilling and dipping, and I think hummus and pita.

Do I need to worry about additional barbecue goods?


Consuela - Aug 31, 2007 3:44:40 pm PDT #8023 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

Oh, my, Allyson. I want to go to your barbecue!