Another Cat-on-a-hot-tin-roof day

.... Getting close.  I just put the planks back on the roof over the back porch.  Well, the ones I had.  A couple were beyond reusing and because I put them right up against each other instead of leaving a 1/4" gap, I ended up five or six short.  Another run to Home Depot!  I'm hot, I'm tired, my knees are killing me, and I'm done for the day. 

,,,, But at least tomorrow I get to go golfing, the first time ever.  If you don't count miniature golf or whacking golf balls around the clearings up at our property.  Personally, I've always thought the idea of hitting a tiny little white ball with a long stick and trying to get it in a little hole a bazillion yards away, with sand traps, water traps and trees in the way, well, kinda silly.  But my older brother put it in perspective.  One time I asked him why he liked to golf and his response was "It's the only place they let you drink and drive."  Two hours hanging out with the brothers, it'll be fun.  Even if I do have to hit a little white ball with a long stick once in a while.

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

Or: "Me on a Black tar-papered Roof in 90 degree weather". Fun stuff.

.... I'm still working on de-leaking the porch roof. Today it was putting on the galvanized steel drip metal. I'm up there, kneeling on a towel and nailing long sheets of metal down. (Yes, I really should just buy some knee pads, but I keep forgetting every time I go to Home Depot.) Then to keep the water from getting under the metal, and under the tar paper, I had to seal the seems with roofing tar. (Gearheads - thanks for the offer, but it was only $10 a gallon and it was right there.) The stuff is kind of cool, it comes out of the can looking exactly like chocolate pudding, same color, same texture. You goop it on, spread it smooth and then it dries black and looks & feels exactly like dry tar. Oh, but it doesn't clean up exactly like chocolate pudding - I had to scrub it off my leg (yes, I did use gloves, so my hands were clean.)

.... Anyway, black tar roof, 90 degrees and in direct sunlight. It was hot. I'd work for about 15 minutes, go down and spend 10 minutes under the swamp cooler vent drinking water, head back up and do it all over again.

.... All I know is that if the thing leaks so much as one drop next time it rains I'm gonna end up in a rubber room with a wrap-around jacket.