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Today I worked on the frame. Today was also the day that I learned the hard way how to measure your cuts.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm not a carpenter.

This is what I started with:
This is what I ended up having before I got tired:
Note the look of dissatisfaction on my face. This was about the time my Dad came down and reassured me that I was off to a good start, but reaffirmed my unwillingness to continue building from such a crooked mess of a frame. He also convinced me to stop using dowels, because it hasn't been 1920 for almost 90 years.

So, after going to supper and eating some crappy fish and chips, we ripped most of it apart, re-cut some pieces and started gluing and drilling screws in instead of dowels. We were done the frame within an hour and a half. This is the result, in blurry-basement-blackberry-photo style:
This frame is quite solid, and the glue hasn't even set yet. By tomorrow you will be able to throw this down a flight of stairs and end up paying to fix the stairs. Hopefully the end result will be able to damage cement walls. Brutal.

I'll post more information about the frame when I have time to discuss the lengths and angles.

Evan