Allow me to introduce myself. Hello, I'm Heather. I'm a fifteen-year-old kid and writer of The Blergh. But enough about me.
Let's talk about my dad- the mastermind behind 65 Degrees. He's a hardworking structural engineer with a penchant for old radio shows.
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| And this is Earthquake. |
Last summer, when construction got started, my father asked me to set up a blog to follow the progress. I did so with great enthusiasm at first, but when school shouldered its way into August, Dad was left to run the blog himself. He did a pretty darn good job, especially for a math-minded engineer who moans at creative writing. But he works hard and has a lot on his plate, so this post is sort of my announcement that I am taking the blog duty off of his shoulders. I'll make it good, Daddo.
I don't understand the architecture and construction stuff as well as Dad does, but he's pretty good at explaining it. Here's what I've picked up so far:
1. Building a house, like everything, is a lot more fun on the beach. Dad leaves a surfboard in the house so the construction workers can surf in their lunch break.
2. Building a house, like everything, is just a sequence of problems and solutions. Most of the time, you just have stand up and solve the problems yourself.
3. There is an art to stucco.
4. One must duck when one walks under the scaffolding, so one does not hit their head.
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| Earthquake, enjoying the shade and watching over the house. |
As is the way of summer in Florida, the days have been decorated by scattered afternoon thunderstorms and powerful, day-long deluges. Even with the rain, 65 Degrees is making progress.
1. We've picked white with a gray-blue accent for the outside colors.
2. The insulation is in.
3. The stucco has begun.
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| The view from the house. |
Happy Father's Day.
Stay tuned for frequent posts on the development of 65 Degrees, the house of ultramodern Annette Funicello's dreams.
