If Dante had seen my garage, he would have described a special level of hell. Not quite purgatory and not quite Hades, the garage was a sort of way station for things waiting/wanting to die. It was stuff on top of stuff on top of stuff. And resting precariously on the top was more stuff. Nothing ever really leaves the Bidrawn compound, it just gets moved around. The garage happened to be the last stop.
I'd given up hope it would ever resemble anything more than a pathetic salvage yard. And then I came across something called G-Floor, a type of heavy-duty floor covering you might see lining the floors of the space station. Fabricated from a rugged rubber/polyvinyl stock, G-Floor is impervious to all manner of materials, from gasoline to Kool-Aid, and is imprinted with a non-skid dot or diamond pattern. G-Floor is cut into 10-foot-wide rolls and packaged like standard linoleum flooring. Anyone with an ounce of DIY know-how could see it as an easy weekend project.
G-Floor would be the catalyst in my quest for a better garage. Just like Hercules had to clean the stables at Medea, I must clean the garage in Fullerton.
Armed with a pony keg, I called a few buddies and we began to empty the garage. I used extreme prejudice in tossing stuff, the logic being if it hadn't moved in two years it wouldn't be missed. We used a mixture of bleach, TSP and muriatic acid to clean the bare cement and were ready to go.
G-Floor simply rolls over the existing sub-floor and can be trimmed with a pair of heavy-duty shears. The material settles down in a few hours, sooner if it's an especially warm day. While it would be simple to use a heavy-duty adhesive to lay G-Floor, it doesn't really need it. Once G-Floor is down it ain't moving. I did glue rubber threshold plates at the leading edge to keep it from getting caught on feet and the like, which made for a very clean install.
I also bought a few hundred dollars worth of Mills Pride cabinets at the local Lowe's hardware and toped them with 20 feet of industrial countertop. I lined the cabinets with the left over G-Floor material. All told, I think I invested a little more than a grand in this whole deal and absolutely transformed my garage.
Just seven hours ago the garage was a place where people lobbed junk and then ran away, hand grenade-style. Now it looks like a studio, complete with a re-purposed TV and stereo. The G-Floor lends a hyper-clean look and feels great underfoot. My garage has become something of the neighborhood hangout, the first stop when visiting the Bidrawn compound.
Perhaps the only downfall to G-Floor is the wife. She claims the garage now looks better than the kitchen (she tends to exaggerate).
Now this is going to be expensive. -Les Bidrawn