Things start with stacking the base.

The base consists of all kinds of random throwaway concrete and tiles like this.

Have you seen all the news in the science industry about how trippy mushrooms connect certain gateways in your brain? There's some good scientific evidence mounting that it really does make you think different and more creative. Just sayin'.

The lower end of the driveway is where all this is going in.

Justin has the supercharged turkey cutter prepped to slice up the concrete.

Smashing things to pieces is fun.

This might be how the pyramids were built.

Tony's on the baby slicer to prep for a new corner there.

All that dust kicking up is probably forming a nice layer of concrete over the pool.

So much gitter dunn going on right now with Tony, Casey, and Ryan all in a dust storm.

Not quite the digital tools I'm used, too. Red Bull works good for both digital and manual tools, though.

A preview of the hip coming.

Let me pause and show you my new whip I drove to the Driveway today. It's a straight bucket that I got off Craig's list from some redneck in Largo. I figured instead of your average dad car, I'd go for something old and fix it up a little. This is a 1986 Chrysler Fifth Avenue that smells like museum and makes my allergies explode, but runs great and will be good after a few fix-ups.

Those seats!

There's only an AM radio in here. I'm using a Beats Pill as the stereo.

It's getting there. Maybe we'll see you at the Dream Driveway soon?