What has the inflexibilty of granite, the dead weight of sheetrock, the resistance to cutting of metal, concrete’s need to be mortared, and the look of a 9th-century bath house? Tile, that’s what. Not only is tile a pain in every way, but it has to have its own special subfloor installed (think hanging drywall on the floor) so it can’t flex. If you recall, we installed 3/4″ OSB on 16″ floor sleepers to level. We then waterproofed the OSB to take a mortar bed, and
The undead realm, unfettered by the Constitution, specifically encourages indentured servitude. Here, a soul damned for the vile transgression of "video-gamnation" does penance on the altar of backerboard.
The backerboard, a newer version of the old Hardibacker stuff, can be nailed in with galvanized roofing nails, rather than screwed down. (giggle).
"Release the Cracken!" Sorry, ladies, but this shot was taken a second too early, barely missing the moonrise over yours truly.
The joints of the backerboard are mortared over with a mesh strengthening tape.Next comes the tile placement. Only a lithe spirit of oft-hyperbolized grace could possibly plan out and execute a tile pattern of such perfection, while I run the dirty-dirty wetsaw and mix the dirty-dirty-dirty mortar outside.
O Geometry o' the Heavens! (and the tile tain't bad, neither).
Tags: Mortar, Release the Cracken, Tile
May 26, 2010 at 3:20 pm |
Verily, it doth take the strongest of strong undead men to show themselves in laundry-room pink; only thou and thy terminally-impeccable taste could support such visage an’ to wear such a shirt.