NCIOG at Steve's House - The Ghost

Some of this is first hand experience...and some of this is after I left Steve's. I got to feeling really bad about 8;30 for some reason, so I went home and went to bed so that I didn't give the group Swine Flu or something.

We were at Steve-bay's house. In attendance: Gator, Packrat, Popsicle and Steve-bay, of course. And one other guest.

The ghost of Bob Wheeler.

Bob is up in Canada taking photos of the ONR...but he left his ghost behind.



I got to Steve's early and went with him to Loew's to pick up some lumber. After locking ourselves out of the house and some pizza (thanks Elaine!) we headed to the basement. The job tonight is getting the stud walls up over the concrete walls. No problem!

Steve gives instructions as to what he's looking for.

We moved the lumber in only to realize that we would have to move it again because we needed the floor for construction.

Steve showed us some small 2x4 pieces that Glue Bob had cut for him. After about an hour of playing with them we figured that we really had no idea what Bob was doing. So we set them aside.

A little while later these boards (shown above) magically appeared in the way again. Arrgh! We moved them to the table.

We cut a bottom board from pressure treated 2x4. It was so nice outside we moved the board cutting operation out there. This was BEFORE we were all attacked by large, black mosquitoes. Ouch!

Steve, who is a south paw, cross hand operates the saw, which is the damndest thing I've ever seen. Each board is perfectly cut, though.

We came back in and the boards were back in the floor and stacked in a box formation! There is a ghost in the basement! Again, we moved them out of the way.

I never thought of this, but Popsicle Rick recommended cutting both ends of the lumber pencil so you have twice as much sharp point. Great idea! So simple and yet time saving.

Ah crap. The boards are back again and a plunger is stuck to one of them. Bob has cursed the boards. We put them out in the back yard this time.

I have no idea what this is a picture of Steve.

Gator stops to tell his little girl "goodnight" before she goes to bed. And he had gas and didn't want to hang around the others. His stomach started gurgling about this time. Revenge of the pizza?

Gator went home, so the guys finished bringing the boards in and started screwing them together.


Paul is in charge of splinters.

There! All screwed!

A little light lifting and she is in place.

Steve anchors it to the top.


Paul is heavily trained by the military and police, so they gave him the hand cannon that fastens the bottom board to the concrete with a .22 powered nail. BANG!


BANG! BANG! BANG!
There! The wall is done! Excellent...

Next week we are over at Bob's for some revenge and some scenery.