I don’t care what you say, whether or not you’re a dog lover, or if you think I’m well on my way to becoming a crazy power-tool collecting cat lady. My cats are badass…Neo, for example, is the smartest feline I know. And yesterday he taught himself this really fun trick:
That’s where the food is, so by “fun” I really meant “fun-for-him,” as for me, I need to find something with which to kitty-lock all the cabinets.
Never a dull moment.
I'm not interested in a mediocre life. I'm here to kick ass or die.
Back in 2004 I started writing about my adventures in fixing up houses on the internet. A lot of things have changed since then, with me, with my houses, and with the internet. These days I am basically a cranky old man trapped in a slightly less old woman’s body. The internet has changed and I am staunchly refusing to change with it. You won’t find any algorithms here, or feeds, or ads, or social media. Just good old-fashioned stories about a woman drinking beer and building shit, and living an unexpected life.
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