Yesterday I spent the day making a gable plate (a gable plate is that top piece with the scarf joint) with my partner Dave. It is coming along nicely, and today we’re going to make a template for the scarf, then we should be able to finish this piece! So far I enjoy working with the logs and chainsaws. I’m not sure I’d like to build with logs for a living, but I could definitely see myself doing it for maybe a few years – long enough to master the basics.

After school a couple guys asked me to teach them Sketchup, and I said sure. No one actually came when they said they would, so I finished modeling the log building we’re making, then around 9pm 3 guys from the course showed up and invited me to the Surf. The Surf is one of the island’s 3 bars. It’s got the nicest view and location, but it’s a terrible example of log building, that looks like it could fall apart. I rolled a couple joints, drank a few beers, then we went down there to see a Scotsman I just recently met named Blaire, recite a 12 minute Scottish poem about a drunkard who witnesses an orgy of Satan and witches in a church, whilst stumbling home trashed with his horse. The witches and Satan chase Tam (the poem’s protagonist) and before he can reach the keystone in the bridge where he’ll be safe, they manage to cut off his horse’s tail. It was very entertaining, and even better when twice he forgot lines and had to have someone shout them out to him to get him back on track.

I love going to the bars here. Everyone is so nice. Some don’t wear shoes. Some bring their dogs. Most get up and sing or play guitar or something. Either way, it’s always a good time.

I can’t wait for Holly to get here, so I can kidnap her and make her live here with me.