Adventures In Cabinet Making
I never thought I’d reach a point where my cabinet-making skills would be the sole determining factor in whether or not I get to take
I never thought I’d reach a point where my cabinet-making skills would be the sole determining factor in whether or not I get to take
There’s a couple of things I can say about spending eight straight hours with my power tools: 1.) My right bicep is trying to figure
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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