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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I just snort giggled so loud at that….and I’m at work. Awesome.
Hahaha!!
Also, what is with the fake dead armadillo?! That’s gold…
“Who’s a goofy kitty?”
“I’m very dignified, even if I’m upside down and rabbit-kicking the chair.”
“Um…yeah.”
I gotta agree with pizza girl. Your cat is kinda freaking me out 🙂
ohmygosh, that’s HILARIOUS.
and scary.
kelly
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