Ye inhabitants of the Misguided Menagerie! Welcome back! Take a seat! Grab a cold drink! Write me a big check… um…er… what? Did I say that with my “outside ” voice? Ah crap…! 🙂
Hey… ya can’t blame a fella for tryin… 😉
Over the last few weeks, we’ve been talking about “Bob.”
Now, I’m not talking about Bob Vila. Enough has been said about ole’ Bob to fill several books, and most of it was even “printable.”
(Okay, there was that one incident in Tucson…) 😉
I ain’t talking about “Robert.”
Nor am I referring to “Robbie.”
If I had HIM, he’d be doing all my ISBU fabrication, so that I wouldn’t hurt myself with power tools and plasma cutters! 🙂
I ain’t even talking about “Bond Girl” Tanya Roberts…
I’m just talking about “BOB.” Good old “Bug Out Box”… BOB.
Now most people who play out in the woods hear “BOB” and they immediately think of a 72 hour survival kit, in a … say it with me… box.
But I’m taking it a step further. I’m suggesting that you LIVE in that box…so it’s gonna have to be a little bit larger. After all, your butt is probably bigger than it was in High School, right?
So, in order to make sure that you don’t get acid rain, or maybe even rocks and bottles falling on your um…er… butt… We were talking about building an octagon out of sturdy 8′ walls, and then replacing the wall segments by plugging in Shipping Containers to fill the gap.
This could be done over time, as things quieted down, or you could just do it right from the beginning.
And, in the last few posts about “BOB,” I showed you how I’d do it, if I were you.
But, I lied. I wouldn’t do it like that. If I ever built BOB again, I’d build it differently. I’d do it like this:
You see, anyone who knows me already knows that I spend a lot of time sleeping on the couch.
It’s not because I actually like the couch, it’s because… well… let just say I’m “a handful” and leave it at that. That being the case, if the world decides to throw itself a “I’m fed up and I’m going to explode” party… I at least want the option of having my own room to sleep in. 😉
Al least that way I’ll get some of the blankets… ARGH! 🙂
Okay, the idea here is simple. Start with a 310 square foot Octagon, and then add Shipping containers to the “openings…” to form an insect looking thing that will shelter you from the storm.
Be that storm rain, sleet, or hail, this baby will prevail!
Hey that rhymes! It’s almost like I planned that! Whoa Dude!
The idea is to build it fast, build it cheap, and built it to last.
And now, you see the “rest of the story.”
It’s pretty self-explanatory.
You’re just adding more space, because you never know who’ll drop in unannounced. It’ll be that idiot “brother-in-law” of mine, the way my luck runs. But, IF it is… after he crawls away from the beating I’m gonna give him for wrecking my Corvette in 1997…
He’ll have his own room to recuperate in. 😉
And yeah, I’m only going to build ONE bathroom. The idea is to cover the basics, and then spend the rest of your time and money doing other things, like building chicken coops, greenhouses, and windmills.
So, money is a big factor, here. If they’re close enough to show up on your porch seeking shelter, they’re close enough to get the snot beat out of them for not lowering the seat in the bathroom. Finally, my wife will have someone to yell at, besides ME…
Here’s the deal;
The ISBU additions hang on the lip of the octagonal deck, and then get welded to the box next to them. (2) Sonotube pilings are placed, (1) at each corner, to hold up “the ugly end.” Now, put two more pilings about halfway between both ends.
(ISBUs FLEX, so they’ll “bounce” if you don’t support the floor at least every 10′ or so. Laugh now, but when your drywall starts cracking, your windows start leaking, or your stuff starts shifting around, your wife will make you miserable until you fix it… I guarantee!)
Plus… now you have a house with crawlspaces, that you can cram stuff under… stuff like the dogs, chickens, goats, pesky door-to-door salesmen, Amway Ladies, unruly schoolkids, Girl Scouts selling cookies for $17 a box (“Thin Mints…” my butt. The only thing that they thin is your wallet!), your loud-mouthed relatives… you name it.
And, its a good place to stuff your toys, too.
If you do it right, and you use your noggin… you still won’t exceed the capacity of that fancy HVAC system I described in the previous post.
And best of all, the basic structure isn’t going to cost you more than about $25 grand to build, and it will last for decades.
With the help of three friends and your significant other to help nag you to freakin’… um… er… “keep you on the right track…” (Gawd… I hate it when my wife looks over my shoulder when I type… “Hi Honey! See? I put you in the post…”) to set the containers, you can build all by yourself… it in a month, or… one container at a time…