Hat Week Day 1: Fedora
Hello there followers, and welcome to Hat Week with The Mad Carpenter. Now, just a note about hat week; it will be longer than a week because I have more than 7 hats. I think I have 11… either way this is act as a sort of inventory of hats and a vehicle to informing you about the different types of hats there are because generally the only hats that are sold in chain shops (Pennys, Dunnes, Wal-Mart) are things like this
Not that there’s anything in particularly wrong with that hat, it’s just that it seems to be the only choice out there aside from those Cadet Caps or Beanies. Don’t even get me started on baseball caps….
Now. The purpose of hat week is to show off my various hats from the practical, to the ridiculous. So let’s start with a classic: The Fedora.
See the picture of the day and my hat theories and advice after the jump.
Barbecue Tuesday
I’ve called today Barbecue Tuesday because I’m tired of people typing BBQ, and not actually knowing how to spell the word Barbecue.
That and I made myself a barbecue steak for dinner. Just slather it in the sauce and fry it up. Fry on high at first to seal in the juices, and make the sauce mingle in with the meat, and then fry it on low to let the meat cook slowly. Turn occasionally until steak is as cooked as desired. I take mine well done. People hate me for that.
Might take a run to the barber tomorrow. This town is full of barbers and hairdressers. Proper old barbers, that’ll do a shave, and tell you how this country should be run while limping between the clippers and that jar of blue stuff they keep the combs in. Not sure what haircut to get though. Any suggestions are well received.
New Project Monday
Hello there my dozens of fans, readers and well wishers. After getting back to Letterkenny with my workbench, the rest of my tools and clean laundry (Thanks for the lift Ma) I got started on a small project.
Not going to tell you what that project is yet, but I’ll give you a tasty hint in the form of this picture.
*Rolf Harris voice* Can you tell what it is yet?
Spent most of the day consumed with the project, and spent the rest of the day doing very little. Nothing like a bit of tinkering to while away the hours. Has anyone out there started any projects recently? I’d love to hear from you.
Drop a line in the comments section down there, feel free to give me some links. Might even include them in the project post later in the week.
Sunday Sunday
Ah you’ve got to love a nice relaxing Sunday. Well it wasn’t so relaxing because my cough is so bad that I’ve had to stay an extra day at home, and head I’ll head back to my place in Letterkenny on Monday.
Hope you’ve all had a great day, and now hold your breath and prepare for the week.
The Saturday of a barking cough and not making a movie
Planned on making a fake movie trailer today.
It was a trailer for the hotly anticipated “The Daughter of the Son of Lawnmower man”, the mowingest movie of the summer. Just when you thought it was safe to go back among… well, very near to the begonias in a striped pattern.
Never mind. When I’m better, I’ll do that. It’ll be low budget, well no budget. We didn’t do it today because there was no gasoline in the lawnmower… so another day? We’ll do lunch. Don’t call us, get the fuck out of my house.
Remember a while ago when I said you’d be meeting people over the coming weeks? Well her right there is the most important little person, to me, in the world. I call her The Child Woman, because she’s never really been a girly girl. See the plaid shirt for evidence. She collects hats and by gum she’s like a daughter to me.
Hope you all have a great Sunday, or whatever day you read this. Now contact your younger sister and tell her you love her. Because I love mine.
Oh and on a table polishing note, themadcarpenter.com saw it’s 1,000th visitor today, and the page they looked at was the 2,000th pageview in the short 77 day history of this blog. Thanks for all the support.
By the way, the individual visitor that was number 1,000 was from Sligo, or accessing it from the Sligo server. 7 people visited today from Sligo, so if you’re one of them drop me a comment and I’ll give you a little prize.
Friday 20th
Friday morning, everything was fine. Cough was all but gone, took a nice picture in the sunlight coming through my window. Saddled up all my laundry because our dryer is busted, paid the electricity bill, which to my surprise was surprisingly low. 54 euros for 2 months. Surprising isn’t it?
Ate some KFC on the way home, had 4 cans of harp, and bounced on a trampoline for an hour. Now, I’m coughing so hard it’s difficult to not vomit from my eyes and ears.
NURSE!
Thursday 19th
Just watched The Jerk starring Steve Martin.
I now know the difference between shit and shinola. It’s a shoe wax just so you know. But go watch the movie anyway.
Improving on the health front. Going home tomorrow.
The Day after St. Patrick’s
GO. AWAY.
St. Patrick’s Day – The 17th
St. Patrick’s. Or St. Pat’s.
Or even Paddy’s day is acceptable.
But so help you if you call it St. Patty’s. Because Patty is a girls name, an abbreviated version of Patricia, also a girl’s name. That bugs the shit out of me every year. So the above three options are fine.
On to merry making.
The most Irish picture ever taken of me.
More St. Patrick’s fun after the jump.
The Eve of St. Patrick
T’was the night before St. Pat’s and all through the house,
everyone was stirring, all a bit soused.
With pringles and pretzels, whiskey and wine,
All made merry, all were … a tad plastered and some fella spiked his own drink with LSD while we were all drinking this green vodka punch stuff.
I arrived in a suit, owing to the fact that it was the only clean outfit I had in my wardrobe. I didn’t feel over-dressed, but for some reason everyone else felt under-dressed. Strange how confidence works.
Tomorrow, more drinking. As it’s St. Patricks, which I usually despise, but I’ve got a good feeling about this one.