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Another Dream Bed

As I keep on mind-calculating the bed I plan to have, I realized that it is quite expensive in relation to labor. That is, I’d rather buy a bed frame at the mall than build, since it entails having to learn the tools and, of course, needing to purchase all the “ingredients” to make a bed.  Carpentry isn’t like cooking where I already have the skills; all I need when the passion to cook is ignited are the ingredients, and tadaaah! you get the food.

Carpentry is something new to learn, although I have already been building castles in my mind for a very long time.  Moreover, when I went to the store to check out the power tools, they are quite heavy. Even the cheap Chinese-made tools are heavy to carry. How can I work on it when I don’t have the physique to start? Hmmm…exercise…exercise…

So anyways, while I was analyzing how to go about it…to reduce my expenses, that is…an idea hit me. Why not build from the old bed and start from it?

The old box (not bunk, as I like saying) bed that my father made for us is made of strong and resilient materials. They are not just your ordinary piece of plywood. Unfortunately, since we live in a meadow turned into a modern subdivision, the legs were feast upon by the termites. So, while the box where the mattress is fixed is still in good quality, the legs aren’t.

As I said, the problem with the box bed is it’s getting smaller. I cannot stretch and move freely with it anymore. Therefore, the reason why I have the urge to build a new bed.

So, a few days ago, before I started my lecture, an idea strike me. Since I did not carry my laptop that time, I picked up a piece of paper and drew an idea:


I thought I’ll convert my box bed into a bunk bed with storage.  Because the room is small, a bunk bed will be best.  My old box bed will be placed on top, and I will have my standard sized single bed as the base.  See, I thought the width of my bed is standard for single-size (36 inches), but it turns out, it is standard for children (30 inches) ha ha.

I was thinking of having a double-sized bed as the base, but that means it will be occupying a lot of spaces in the room, unless if the current fixtures are removed.  But considering that it might not happen, I’d go for a Singaporean standard single-size or 36 inches.  I drew a 36 inch line on the wall along the width of the two beds that I joined together, lied down and imagined how it feels to sleep on it. Hmm not bad at all…

So I went to the grocery store near our home that also sells mattresses. A 36-inch mattress is really comfortable. And I can imagine my aunt and uncle fitting in that size. Don’t ask me how they fit in he he…

But because the plywood available in the market is 4 ft in width, I might as well use that size.

So here’s the plan:

  1. Remove the legs of my old box bed.
  2. Build a 48 inch base bed. 36 inch will be utilized for the mattress, while the remaining 12 inch will be used for storage.
  3. Place the old box bed on top of the storage side.
  4. Convert the box into a storage, and position the mattress on top.

I think I am going to like this…


I thought a 4 inches height of bed frame will be very comfortable, so I made the height of the lower bed 10 inches only. Therefore, the height between the lower and upper bunk will be about 30 inches which is really fine until I realized that I still need to add a mattress. And I really want to have that 5 inches deep mattress. With less than 30 inches in between, I will always have a bruise and lump on my forehead before I sit down for breakfast.  I  will just change the height later though…

Since I will convert my old bed to storage, here’s the idea:


All I need to do is just hammer a frame on the sides and place a plywood on top. Later, I can store all my not-sure-if-it-should-be-thrown papers inside and my vision will be at peace. And if it fits, dump the old clothes for charity there too…  Interestingly, the frame is actually 6 inches in height, or roughly 7 cubic feet of storage space!!!

Here’s how it looks like once painted with what I think are fitting colors:


I really do not like to paint the whole bed frame. I imagine it varnished to natural colors. Besides, I love brown or its variants. And inasmuch as I do not like yellow, the color will really be warm during typhoon season. But I would really like to have a bold blue color when I wake up. Orange…well, it’s my sisters favorite, so I just added it so she will not be left out.

Also, I was planning to utilize the whole width of the 3/4 inch plywood (which is just Php800 in the store I visited yesterday) for the lower bed, but I really want to use  wooden slats, mainly for the reason that I can see what I stored below it or can check if it needs to be cleaned already he he…

So here’s how it will probably look like in the future (medium-term plan?):


With the necessary elements, this is how it should look like:


One thing good about this plan is I can start now by converting my box bed into a storage.  I can start slow, that is, by buying the 2 x 1 wood for the frame (about 3 pieces) and a 1/4 inch plywood.

Anyways, so I showed my plan to my mother. “What if you will fall from the top bunk?!?” “What if the top bed will break, we will have more hospital expenses?!?” “What if <this>?” “What if <that>?”

OMG!!! Ma, that is still the plan!!! I am not building it today, I am still dreaming about it. And WTF with all these dream-censoring?!?!?


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Posted by on November 20, 2016 in SketchUp


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Metric vs English & an Education

My friends gave me coffee before the anticipated mass last Saturday, so I was up all night and slept at about 4AM Sunday. What did I do as soon as I sat down in front of the computer, stressed with the idea of my limited Sketchup trial subscription? This:


I re-sketched my dream bed because my first attempt was measurement-less. It was hard to imagine the possibilities of a planned reality if most of its part is not apt to what is in the real world. {{{Just made me recall this RT feature of the “Madman of the Cathedral“}}}

For instance, if I plan to insert baskets in the storage instead of making a drawer, is there a basket available in the market for that size?  Or, if the bed is in this particular size, will there be a mattress of that size or will I just be creating useless spaces?

So I worked on that drawing, with proper measurements now…for several hours… Why it took that long? Because I made use of the metric system! I used to laugh at America for still using the English system of measurement; while we, in the so-called 3rd-world, are already using the metric system. Since the available wood in the market are in inches, I attempted to convert all measurements to create a metricized bed. It was easy at first, but as I went to the details, I get confused. Like a 1/4 inch plywood is 0.625 cm. Should I make it 0.6 cm? or 0.5, which is easier to imagine?  Because I only depended on my memory, I sometimes use 0.5 cm on the other edge, while on the other edge, I use 0.6 cm. While in reality this 0.1 cm difference is not a big deal, the computer always reminds you that it is. And since I am a certified OC, I get anxious at the smallest bit of  discrepancy.  So I stopped and decided to go to my dreamland, with the concept of the bed fading as I enter the unconscious…

Noon time, wanting to control my newly-discovered addiction but cannot (it’s Sunday anyways and I already heard mass last night!), I propped up on my computer chair with a cup of black coffee and started fussing with my mouse.  Before that, I told my mother about my plan, but this time, I will plan in inches.

Since the available plywood comes in inches, and I would like to build something with less cutting, I decided to stop pretending to be a metric-advocate and get real. Besides, I can better imagine a persons height in inches or feet than in centimeter or meter. So if a person says he is 1.6 meters, I feel like he is talking about the size of his coffin. To imagine him, I have to compute his height against mine, take the difference and convert to inches. So if the difference between us, let’s say, is 0.1 meter or 10 centimeters, I still have to convert that to inches, or divide it by 2.5 to get the 4 inches difference.

This is also true with the length of the bed. I am an average Asian, so I am below 6 ft, which is about 183 centimeter. If I use 183 centimeter in the plan, that will be stressful to my brain every time I sketch, as what happened on Saturday night.  I have to consider that the plywood dimension in the market is 4 ft x 8 ft. If I use the English system, or 6 ft, I can simply imagine that I will just ask somebody to cut the length 2 ft less. Easy.

So here’s what I sketched that Sunday afternoon:


This was easier to draw since I was basing everything on the dimensions of the available plywood and other woods. And it’s much easier to imagine since the beds in my room were built using inches.

Using the other features of SketchUp, this is what I plan to have:



Atm, this is not yet done (just look at the crooked caster wheel he he).  I still have to decide whether to use a whole plywood to cover the top portion of the bed or to use slats. I want to use slats as it allows me to easily inspect the contents of the storage.

As I analyze how much I will be spending, and considering that there is high probability that I will be hiring somebody to help me out since I am a poor carpenter, I need to prepare a large sum of money…and this is not what I intended.

I want to DIY my own bed, not just because it would mean a lot to me, but also because I want to spend lesser. If I will ask for assistance, that means, I will add a budget for labor.

So I thought, my only problem actually is, I do not have power tools, which will make everything easier. Yes, my father left us with complete carpentry tools in his tool cabinet, but my muscles now are extremely lazy with too much exposure to sematary, errrr sedentary lifestyle. I need those fancy power tools and I am willing to purchase them since it means I can make so much more with it. I can even imagine myself building the dog houses, or the planned stairs for a 2nd storey, or my nephews’ beds.  But as I assess things further, I really do not know anything about basic carpentry.  What I have with me are just based on experience I receive from my late father, who used to head the carpentry department of a multinational corporation, and the intuition and desire to build on my own.

I need an education. Not really a serious education, but at least one that would teach me to carry those power tools.

Hmmm…a technical school!!! That’s right, I will try to enroll in a technical school for carpentry to understand the basics.

So what happened really is, I enrolled last Monday in the government’s technical/vocational school to take carpentry course.  I am hoping to receive a scholarship. But if not, I can try that technical school nearby that enrolls students to study to go abroad hmmm…

So while awaiting for their response to my application, I will keep on drawing, sketching, planning, until my SketchUp trial subscription ends…


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Posted by on November 15, 2016 in SketchUp


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Unpublished/Incomplete: written 3 years ago

Captain Jean-Luc Picard: The economics of the future are somewhat different. You see, money doesn’t exist in the 24th century. Lily Sloane: No money? You mean, you don’t get paid? Captain Jean-Luc Picard: The acquisition of wealth is no longer the driving force of our lives. We work to better ourselves and the rest of humanity. Actually, we’re all like yourself and Dr. Cochrane.

I was writing about money in the joint blogsite my friend and I have. It took me a while to determine what for me is money. I have to read lots of books and blogs and ideas on what money is. For my friend, money is a tool to be used to boost your level in life. But I wasn’t taught that way. Money, for me, is a means to pay the bills; and that’s all there is to it. I still have to bring myself into my friend’s ideology to appreciate what money is. I thought her concept of money is right, and presently, I am trying to relearn how she values money.

So having this very limited idea about money, which comes from centuries of romancing with “blessed-are-the-poor” maxim plus a highly censoring religion forced by the ancestors onto my rebellious mind, I have found ways to play with money to satiate my curiosities and longings.

I think I love money. It isn’t just something to pay the electricity, water and communication companies. It isn’t just a means to make me appreciate good food and good life. It is also a way to improve my lot. Unfortunately, the reality is I practically have a very limited amount of money, only enough to make me get by with my day-to-day existence. While institutions invests into massive marketing to make me borrow money from them, I just can’t do it. I’ve been burned before, I am fearful now. Borrowing money just to satisfy some curiosities and longings is just tantamount to giving up your future and freedom for some unimportant and inessential reasons. Not unless if the return of investment is more than what you have given up.

Yet my curiosities and longing for good life still lingers. It persists just like some itch coming from a mosquito bite. I guess this is just what being human is. And in order for me to satisfy these curiosities and desires, I need money.

So I am now in a dilemma: to use other’s money (sometimes I doubt if this is really real money because it is not backed with any tangible items)  to satisfy my wants, or to suppress my wants? Suppressing curiosities and desires isn’t easy. I’ve tried different ways to just stay in my room oblivious to the world around me. Watching television and the colorful advertisements will only increase my imagination; thereby, increasing my curiosities and desires towards increasing my depression for not having enough money to satisfy them. Exploring the world through the Internet, however, seems to give varied results. There is higher chance for my imagination to expand and I can control them by opting only for valuable information that can lower my potential to crave for something that is hard to reach.

And so to control my desire for money through the Internet, I found my online games. Games that pay or give me virtual money, even if it can’t be converted to usable currencies in the so-called real world, is interestingly helpful in controlling my imaginations and desires. I have been playing different online games for years. While other self-professed righteous individuals, who believes they have the answer to the world’s problems, judge me as lazy, which sometimes makes me engage in extreme reality testing, my motives are really different from those children who can’t seem to finish their homework or clean their bedroom. I function normally. I have a job, I do my chores and other responsibilities, I participate in service-oriented activities and I only engage in expensive activities when somebody will pay for it.

Interestingly, these online games is already enough to lower my cravings for the so-called real world’s wants and desires. When people say they have huge bank savings, I may find myself envious. But thinking that I own virtual lands and have thousands to millions of game money, I feel I am alright. When people say they own several houses, I feel bad of course. But when I think that I can simply build hundreds of houses of my own design in my game if I want to, I think I am better. While others need a tangible object to satisfy themselves, I am alright with the non-tangibles. Yes, tangibles can be traded to fuel for my brain. But do I really need a lot just to satisfy my imagination?

The thing is, do I really need huge amounts of money of the traditional currencies to satisfy my wants?

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Posted by on November 15, 2016 in Uncategorized