Let me shorten up the back story: I need to build a float.
It’s going to be a small, hand-pushed thing for the lighted, evening Christmas parade. It’s for the CDC and since I own the drill, I get to build it. Today the forecast was for a sunny, clear day so I thought I’d go buy the lumber after work, but the weather turned all gloomy and really windy. Not plywood-totin’ weather.
In lieu of productive work, I spent an hour working up a full-scale model out of rolled-up wallpaper and plastic tubs.
Can you guess what it’s going to be? (That’s my thing now.)
Rickety structure? If you guessed ‘rolling birthplace of Jesus’, you are correct!
Things were going well until I tried to make a fake roof. There will be a star above the real one, and I’m trying to get a sense of scale. The first roof was not going well. Sure, I could have called upstairs for someone to help, but it turns out that I like to work alone.
This was my second attempt. I took a photo because I was pretty sure it was going to crush the structure.
Spoiler alert: it did.
Can’t this just be the final model? Slap a pair of skateboard on this thing and we’re good to go.