The goings on

[nfotxn]

A long day today making my room not look like a child molester's den of ill-repute. Bought a stripping wheel at Home Despot™ to get the thick, black and crusty goo that was holding the panels to the walls. I g uess I should be happy that whomever hastily put up the panels in the first place decided that the primitive goo technique wasn't working half-way through and just stuck to the hellish ribbed nails. And they're not ribbed for my pleasure.

Not at all.

So now I'm tired, covered in dust and a little sexually frustrated. Oh right, the weekend.

Pansy Division rocked out with cocks out. I moshed like a mofo and got my polaroid taken by the bass player in drag. Highlights include the queer punk cover of Cher's Believe. I've never been a big punk fan, I think it's a genre of self-admitted mediocrity. My background in music has always been that of perfection, that's what classical playing is all about. But PD sorta put the punk ethos into a more applicable form. Ok, that sounds stuck up. I liked the show a lot and I'll leave it at that, Bought a Dirty Power T-shirt too, now I'm one of the in-crowd. Suprisingly the XXL fit well, I'm usually an XL kinda guy.

Saturday was spent doing some homo-improvement chez Breithaupt & Duke which was entertaining and (literally) constructive. Since then I had really bad daddy sex and worked on the terrible walls. There we are, up to date!

Hmm, maybe I should expand on the bad daddy sex? Well, basically all the guys I find attractive in Hamilton are older men who've never really had the opportunities to live an out of the closet life like me. Which makes them both terrible in bed and really flipped out. I need some quality time with somebody, that'd be a nice change of pace.

Comments

Heat Gun!

[alphaschnitz.livejournal.com]

When I bought my house, two rooms were adorned with hideous panelling. One was just nailed on, the other was affixed with Liquid Nails (thick tan-colored crusty goo that resembles fossilized Peanut Butter Kisses that you used to get at halloween when you were a kid, wrapped in orange and black waxed paper) AND nails. The black crap that you're describing sounds alot like liquid nails.

I tried to remove the fossilized Liquid Nails with this nasty chemical stripper stuff. Got a couple of burns from it, and the fumes were just nasty, AND it didn't do a very good job either.

So, I tried the a Heat Gun. Pointing the heat gun at the Liquid Nails spots for a few seconds caused the layer of paint underneath the spots to bubble. Once the paint bubbled, I just scraped the paint (along with the nasty Liquid Nails crap) with a wide putty knife.

I did have to do a fair amount of spackling/sanding to even out the wall afterwards, tho.

Re: Heat Gun!

[nfotxn.livejournal.com]

The heat gun works like a charm! Thanks! I dub thee knight! *sword left, sword right*

Re: Heat Gun!

[alphaschnitz.livejournal.com]

You're welcome! :)

[beardoc.livejournal.com]

Pansy Division totally rocked when I saw them as well (back at the Annandale Hotel in about 1996. I had little knowledge of them before the show, and I haven't bought an album after, but the show was still a lot of fun. The interesting thing was the number of straight goths that came back then. Most gays seemed to stay away.

Everyone's had bad sex with someone in the closet. And there's some pretty fucked up ideas out there amongst even people out of the closet, but came out in another time. Like that "bottom, must be effeminate" bullshit