Sitting placidly within the shanty, elated, the kitchen sink is functioning again, along with the washer, draining merrily when called upon to do so. All is right with the world again, at least at the shanty level.
Looking at the rear of the garage:
Past tenants had built a dog run, explaining the concrete and the now-closed-off hole in the wall. Woof.
Let's stand in the front entrance of a Coot garage:
Note the cinder blocks at bottom with wood structure atop. Shanty and garage are on a lot that was leveled by digging into the side of a small hill, created by the deposition of dirt over the eons by the nearby creek. Yep, the shanty is adjacent to, but not quite upon, a flood plain. However, with continued construction in the area, with evermore paving and roofs, etc. the day will come when a 100- or 500-year flood floats the shanty downstream, eventually depositing the shanty, and perhaps a Coot, into the muddy Mo, the mighty Missouri River, to eventually be swept into the Carribean Sea where the bull sharks await an easy meal.
Long after the garage was built (parts that haven't been repaired or replaced over the decades use antique square nails), the latest inventions were applied to the shanty and its garage, as evidenced by..... electricity!!!!!!
There's even a bare lightbulb perched above, its 100 watts vailiantly struggling to illuminate its realm. Thank you little light bulb.
Any garage without a shop-vac-type vacuum is surely owned by a wimp, a woman or a terrorist. Coot is proud to present:
It sucks, it blows, it rolls, it's Mighty Vac!!!!!
Hi, Jack!!!!!
Unlike the hydraulic bottle jack that was made in the USA, Coot had to settle for a China-made floor jack. At the time, discretionary income precluded a "real" jack. But, of the many examined, this one appeared to be at least half-way decently constructed.
Hey!!!! What's that hanging around? Over there on the south wall. Well, gosh, it's Mr. Ladder!!!!! Hello Mr. Ladder, say Hi to the BITOG bunch!!!
Mr. Ladder was made in the USA but who knows what the future holds.
Truck has 11 grease fittings and this handy device massages them regularly. It, too, is American made.
The north wall and, to the left, a piece of the west wall. No wailing wall around here. China has a Great Wall. Wonder if they imported it from elsewhere?
Look at all that stuff!!! Coot built the shelves attached to the walls, Sturdy. Almost invincible. Made in the USA!!! Let's see.... quadraphonic receiver with only 2 speakers but it makes noise... a garage sale find. Three of six sandbags for the truck when winter attacks. Three snow tires on rims (wheels) with the fourth as a 2nd spare within the truck. Weed eater, cheap China jackstands (seldom used) thrift store office desk that weighs several tons, big broom, a nice broom, a broom a man can be proud of!!!! To the left is the Mity-Vac fluid removal/dispensing device. Handy for those doing their own maintenance. Made in Taiwan which is a little better than made in China but not nearly as nifty as made in the USA.
West wall above. The door is situated so that the other portion of the west wall is only a few inches wide.
Truck barely fits inside, mirrors have to be folded in and with the truck inside the door can't be shut. Sucks. There's our valiant lightbulb above, shooting photons in order to enlighten us. Above, across the rafters, is accumulated boards, plywood, etc. Wasps revel in building their little homes up there. We have a mutual non-aggression pact. Sometimes they fly into my face by accident but they back-up, say "sorry," and head on their way. I nod and do my thing. Comparing the height of the cinder blocks in this view with the view of the rear of the garage gives an indication of the hill's slope that was dug into to create a level area for shanty and garage.
Here's Coots kitchen table:
It's plastic. Legs disassembled and the components inside the box, along with three plastic chairs. One of the chairs is open and inside the garage for use. Never invite anyone to eat so why have a table? Aunt gave it to me when I moved into their rental shanty. 8,000 pound Rhino Ramps to right. Always back 'em up with jackstands. Grandpa died beneath a car that came off the jacks. His own fault. Who wants to be squished by a car/truck? BIG fat wimmen' are bad enuff.
Mity-Vac!!!!!!!!!
Chemicals
A representative sample of oil within the shanty. Not a lot stored. Will use it all eventually, Havoline dino next summer. That will use the rest of it up. Trending toward Pennzoil Platinum nowadays.
Omitted from shanty pictorial previously posted was the front porch, one of several add-ons over the decades. Revel in the luxuriousness of shanty living!!!!!
Frontest door leading to the front door. Main shanty entrance:
First place Coot ever dwelt in that had its own washer and dryer. They came with the shanty. Whadda' deal!!!!!
Thus ends the tour of shanty life. Eat your hearts out you infidels!!!!!!!!!!!!
Looking at the rear of the garage:
Past tenants had built a dog run, explaining the concrete and the now-closed-off hole in the wall. Woof.
Let's stand in the front entrance of a Coot garage:
Note the cinder blocks at bottom with wood structure atop. Shanty and garage are on a lot that was leveled by digging into the side of a small hill, created by the deposition of dirt over the eons by the nearby creek. Yep, the shanty is adjacent to, but not quite upon, a flood plain. However, with continued construction in the area, with evermore paving and roofs, etc. the day will come when a 100- or 500-year flood floats the shanty downstream, eventually depositing the shanty, and perhaps a Coot, into the muddy Mo, the mighty Missouri River, to eventually be swept into the Carribean Sea where the bull sharks await an easy meal.
Long after the garage was built (parts that haven't been repaired or replaced over the decades use antique square nails), the latest inventions were applied to the shanty and its garage, as evidenced by..... electricity!!!!!!
There's even a bare lightbulb perched above, its 100 watts vailiantly struggling to illuminate its realm. Thank you little light bulb.
Any garage without a shop-vac-type vacuum is surely owned by a wimp, a woman or a terrorist. Coot is proud to present:
It sucks, it blows, it rolls, it's Mighty Vac!!!!!
Hi, Jack!!!!!
Unlike the hydraulic bottle jack that was made in the USA, Coot had to settle for a China-made floor jack. At the time, discretionary income precluded a "real" jack. But, of the many examined, this one appeared to be at least half-way decently constructed.
Hey!!!! What's that hanging around? Over there on the south wall. Well, gosh, it's Mr. Ladder!!!!! Hello Mr. Ladder, say Hi to the BITOG bunch!!!
Mr. Ladder was made in the USA but who knows what the future holds.
Truck has 11 grease fittings and this handy device massages them regularly. It, too, is American made.
The north wall and, to the left, a piece of the west wall. No wailing wall around here. China has a Great Wall. Wonder if they imported it from elsewhere?
Look at all that stuff!!! Coot built the shelves attached to the walls, Sturdy. Almost invincible. Made in the USA!!! Let's see.... quadraphonic receiver with only 2 speakers but it makes noise... a garage sale find. Three of six sandbags for the truck when winter attacks. Three snow tires on rims (wheels) with the fourth as a 2nd spare within the truck. Weed eater, cheap China jackstands (seldom used) thrift store office desk that weighs several tons, big broom, a nice broom, a broom a man can be proud of!!!! To the left is the Mity-Vac fluid removal/dispensing device. Handy for those doing their own maintenance. Made in Taiwan which is a little better than made in China but not nearly as nifty as made in the USA.
West wall above. The door is situated so that the other portion of the west wall is only a few inches wide.
Truck barely fits inside, mirrors have to be folded in and with the truck inside the door can't be shut. Sucks. There's our valiant lightbulb above, shooting photons in order to enlighten us. Above, across the rafters, is accumulated boards, plywood, etc. Wasps revel in building their little homes up there. We have a mutual non-aggression pact. Sometimes they fly into my face by accident but they back-up, say "sorry," and head on their way. I nod and do my thing. Comparing the height of the cinder blocks in this view with the view of the rear of the garage gives an indication of the hill's slope that was dug into to create a level area for shanty and garage.
Here's Coots kitchen table:
It's plastic. Legs disassembled and the components inside the box, along with three plastic chairs. One of the chairs is open and inside the garage for use. Never invite anyone to eat so why have a table? Aunt gave it to me when I moved into their rental shanty. 8,000 pound Rhino Ramps to right. Always back 'em up with jackstands. Grandpa died beneath a car that came off the jacks. His own fault. Who wants to be squished by a car/truck? BIG fat wimmen' are bad enuff.
Mity-Vac!!!!!!!!!
Chemicals
A representative sample of oil within the shanty. Not a lot stored. Will use it all eventually, Havoline dino next summer. That will use the rest of it up. Trending toward Pennzoil Platinum nowadays.
Omitted from shanty pictorial previously posted was the front porch, one of several add-ons over the decades. Revel in the luxuriousness of shanty living!!!!!
Frontest door leading to the front door. Main shanty entrance:
First place Coot ever dwelt in that had its own washer and dryer. They came with the shanty. Whadda' deal!!!!!
Thus ends the tour of shanty life. Eat your hearts out you infidels!!!!!!!!!!!!
