Well, we tried to grind
Aug. 7th, 2005 12:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Omaha and I managed to score a great babysitter Thursday evening and so, dropping our other mutual dates (thanks so much, you two, for your own understanding) we went out to dinner at a fine Thai restaurant called Thai 65 down in the University District, then headed over to Tubs for an hour of soaking and talking.
There are few things nicer than an hour alone with Omaha, especially in a hot tub. It's so nice, in fact, that I'm considering buying one for our house. It would fit nicely under the deck, although given the amount of crud that falls between the boards maybe that's not such a good idea. Still, we were able to relax and discuss a lot of the stuff that's been going on without worrying about the kidlet wandering in on us. That is always such a worry. After an hour or so, we figured they'd forgotten about us and we were turning into giant pink raisins, so we got out even before the "courtesy call" and headed out to the Grind.
A message to Grind DJs: you cannot substitute obscurity for quality, nor volume for selection. I don't care if the crap you put on is from an obscure German mixing group, the head of which can trace his lineage back to an all-night sodomy session with the lead bassist from The Sisters of Mercy who somehow got his hands on an unreleased demo tape of Shreikback's lead keyboardist playing Madonna songs at his kid's fifth birthday party and managed to mix all this into a song about death and rage and hate and back it up with sounds from a pig farm on culling day: it ain't music worth fucking to. And making it so loud that my ears start collapsing doesn't make me want to stay, or return, ever. Stop playing crap that will impress the other DJs with your ability to troll Usenet and play shit we can dance and fuck with.
Besides, the back room was full and booked solid. So after saying hello and goodbye, Omaha and I went home and enjoyed each other's company further. Much better.
There are few things nicer than an hour alone with Omaha, especially in a hot tub. It's so nice, in fact, that I'm considering buying one for our house. It would fit nicely under the deck, although given the amount of crud that falls between the boards maybe that's not such a good idea. Still, we were able to relax and discuss a lot of the stuff that's been going on without worrying about the kidlet wandering in on us. That is always such a worry. After an hour or so, we figured they'd forgotten about us and we were turning into giant pink raisins, so we got out even before the "courtesy call" and headed out to the Grind.
A message to Grind DJs: you cannot substitute obscurity for quality, nor volume for selection. I don't care if the crap you put on is from an obscure German mixing group, the head of which can trace his lineage back to an all-night sodomy session with the lead bassist from The Sisters of Mercy who somehow got his hands on an unreleased demo tape of Shreikback's lead keyboardist playing Madonna songs at his kid's fifth birthday party and managed to mix all this into a song about death and rage and hate and back it up with sounds from a pig farm on culling day: it ain't music worth fucking to. And making it so loud that my ears start collapsing doesn't make me want to stay, or return, ever. Stop playing crap that will impress the other DJs with your ability to troll Usenet and play shit we can dance and fuck with.
Besides, the back room was full and booked solid. So after saying hello and goodbye, Omaha and I went home and enjoyed each other's company further. Much better.
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Date: 2005-08-07 10:09 am (UTC)I'm considering putting together a "playlist" of requests, with the hope that if the DJ is buried with requests, he wont waste as much of everybody's time with the undancable and unfuckable darkwave crap.
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Date: 2005-08-07 02:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-07 03:13 pm (UTC)Too bad
Thai 65, eh? On the Ave? This would be the second recommendation I've heard for this place...
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Date: 2005-08-07 04:39 pm (UTC)Our electrical bill only went up between $15 and $25 per month (15 during the summer and 25 during winter (in mountains of VA). And the Chemicals are about $30 every 6 months on average.
I would definetly suggest pouring a concrete slab to put yours on....or at least pouring 4-8 good solid footers depending on type and size (8" diameter, 4' deep) and then brick, paving stones or gravel (using the rounded stones). Remember to take water overflow into account so you are going to want good drainage as well as stable base for the tub.
As for covering, contemplate adding in corregated fiberglass roofing to the underside of the deck. The type of roofing they use for greenhouses and such. It will shed the water (hottubbing during showers is great fun) and the "junk" from the deck.
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Date: 2005-08-07 05:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-07 05:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-07 07:33 pm (UTC)Get the best-quality stuff you can find and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. If you don't, it'll crack within a couple of years. Then you'll wind up replacing it.
Grind and hot tub
Date: 2005-08-07 07:19 pm (UTC)Hot tub: Ted, Alex and I have one, and we use it almost every night. We have many many conversations there. It's wonderful. If you have a concrete pad you're halfway there. It cost us about $1000 to get one made. Also another $1000 to run electricity to it.
The person to talk to is