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 has been a crookedbroom explosion around here lately… and here’s one of the newest additions to the crookedbroom family, for Jen in Monroe.
I’ve been letting an idea about the lid for my recycling cabinet marinate in my brain for a little while. Do you ever get the feeling that
First, I have to say it’s my lucky day, since I was just informed that I won a salt lamp from the giveaway over at
Recently a certain adorable boy that I know decided to institute a “lifestyle change” in this house. I’m obviously in the middle of several of
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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