Yesterday MysteryMan and I were working out the logistics of having a bigass piece of replacement glass delivered to the Memorial House. Apparently glass delivery
What does it mean, being a girl while simultaneously being a powertool wielding badass? I can tell you this. Being a girl will often mean
I recently read an excerpt from a book called something like “Why I wore lipstick to my masectomy surgery.” If that one chapter was so incredibly profound,
Academically speaking, I know that the walls in my house aren’t straight. I mean, anything we’ve tried to do that requires straight walls– marking off
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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