Saturday, December 26, 2009

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Heavy Metal Thunder!

Remember that junk I was talking about? Well take a look at this!
Weeks of collecting every scrap piece of metal I could find; Nails, Rims, Old Cans, Bars, name it. I brought this full trailer load in to the friendly neighbourhood scrap man last week and made a whopping $90! That's over a tonne people. Woo hoo! Now I can go the dump 3 more times! ...
(Whose life is this?)

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Glorious Treasures Abound!

Remember those 'treasures' I was talking about on the farm. Those hidden jewels buried beneath layers of discarded, decaying refuse? Well Urban Barn is having an ugly furniture contest ( and I think I might have a shot at first prize. What a beauty!
It won't be long til you see knock offs at Inform I bet...

Death Trap 2000.

My neighbour Jim was kind enough to lend me his 3 wheel ATV for a while.
It sure is a lot of fun ... scary, precarious, threatening fun!!

Hunka Hunka Burnin' Rubber!

I have A LOT of junk. Buckets full. Buildings full. Fields and forests full. Probably an entire small town landfill could be filled with the contents. Apparently the man who owned the farm many years ago was a hoarder. A full on A&E don't throw away that newspaper or water bottle cause it has meaning to me hoarder. This presents a great deal of work for me. Oh sure occasionally you'll find the odd treasure like an OV stubby bottle or cracked 8 track player, but most of the time you're up to your neck in black mold and mouse poo. (Yes Mom I'm wearing my SARS mask). This week I've been trying to clean up and make the place a little more respectable for Margot and I. In fact yesterday I dropped off 24 used tires to the Seymour Landfill (and that's only a fraction of what I've found lying about!) A lot of people have been storing, burying or burning their old scrap tires rather than pay a fee for their removal. Luckily the province of Ontario has started a free recycling program to encourage their collection ( Now my old tires can be converted to patio tiles, playground surfaces, roadways or those ugly swings hanging from willow trees. No more West Nile on this farm baby!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

These Colours Don't Run.

You cut me; I bleed green and yellow.

The Wreck Of The Edmund Bunkgerald: Ladies and Gentlemen, Place Your Bets!!

This is my boat.
There are 10,000 squirming mosquito larvae and a frog living in it.
My question is this ... will it float?
(Feel free to contact me regarding the spread...)