In a pickle with Sparex

This is a post for people who make jewelry.

This is for those of us who wonder
'why does my pickle have brown crap in it?'
I'm here to answer that question.

See the can of Sparex NO. 2 on the left?
They have painted the inside with some junk
that inevitably flakes off into your granules of
Sodium Bisulfate, leaving the exposed iron can
rusting on the inside.
Your can of Sparex is now SPENT.

Now you need to call up your hazardous waste program
and learn how to dispose of 3/4 of a can.

Now what to do- no pickle for my pot?
You can go the pool PH option OR
you can buy new sparex from Otto Frei
in a PLASTIC CONTAINER! (shown on the right)
6 bucks people.

The shipping was going to cost more
so I tossed in a high temp soldering board.
*We will discuss what I'm doing with that later*



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love my dog

She's coming into her own.
She has taken over the guest bedroom,
as her own, filled with toys and non-toys
(grandmas camera case)
which she lifted off the coffee table.

My dad asked me if my toilet paper holder
was broken because I had it on the counter.
Nope.
Lola likes to unroll rolls and rolls of toilet paper.

Scary Barry's cat walked right by the front window,
which excited yet puzzled her so she sort of just whined,
or should I say whimpered?

*Last BUT not least, we are no longer getting up
at 3am to play with the frogs or whatever is out there.

Hurricane windows

This is my house which is probably right
out of a Sears catalog of 1950.
The windows are total crap.
The front window is broken.
The other large window panes of glass are not glazed,
therefore they rattle like crazy
and you can move them with your hands.


Ta Da! New windows. Thx Dad!
Now i can't hear the car doors closing.
Now my AC doesn't run all the time.
Now I've got a great view,
because nobody lives across the street.


I know it doesn't seem like a big difference but it is!
Impact resistant means you're not getting in,
and I'm not getting out! No just kidding.

The thing about hurricanes is when the wind
finds a way into your house
(usually through broken windows)
it likes to take your roof off with it.
Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.

Best thing of all- NO NEED FOR SHUTTERS!
I will be able to watch the scary-ass storms if I care to,
but usually I go to bed.

MY very own TSHIRT SHOP

Thats right!
If I can't find it,
I'm gonna make it.

I get 4 bucks every time
one of my shirts sells.

BUY IT HERE!

Awesomeness

My latest tee to arrive from the
one and only Launchpad in Albuquerque.

On the back it says
'GRANDE ROCKIATO'
and I fucking love it!