My Wife Is An Art Thief
I’m shocked and chagrinned.
I’m shocked and chagrinned.
We used our new fire pit patio for the first time today!
I feel like this angry tiki man.
Unfortunately, I can’t afford shades…yet.
Is it time for bed, yet?
I said it. It’s decreed. No take backs.
They were both on bikes.
The picture has nothing to do with the subject of this post, but it’s the only one I took today and I don’t have anything to say about it.
Okay, epic is too strong, but I had felt like I wasted the whole day, and then something amazing happened, and now I feel better.
There strange things happened today.
It’s so hard to convey a sarcastic tone through text.
It was a a rainy inside day full of computer work and comfort food.
Terrific and terrible have the same root. That’s fucked up.
So, you know I had to go back.
I make no apologies for the pun.
And I’m so glad I did. I got a screamin’ deal on a bunch of cool shit.
I did alright.
This is my first attempt at what I think might be a tasty, quick gluten-free alternative to ramen. It wasn’t a home run, but it has lots of potential and room for improvement.
I’ve been here for damn near half a century!
That’s human shit and toilet paper.
I was so close, too.
I’m getting fucking sick of posting every day.
I’m exhausted, so things have slowed down a bit.
Today I finally started laying the stones for my patio!
That I want to drop this project like a hot plate and move on to a new one.
I did the same thing today that I did yesterday, except today I did it better.
And yet one neighbor had their fireplace going while other were running their A/C. Only in California.
I’ve been thinking about sausage and peppers all week. Tonight, it happened.
Or rather, I gave the trim; I did the trimming. Someone got some trim today.
My time is up. I’ve crushed my last rock. I’m a free man.
I made a visual sitemap for my website today. Well, I started it anyway.
This is the only picture that I took today.
I’m on my second day of smashing concrete with a hammer and questioning every decision I’ve ever made.
Bustin’ up rock with a hammer isn’t as bad as they make it out to be in the movies… if you’re only doing it for a couple of hours anyway.
Skinny Man Roll Sunday is back, baby! I know you’re as excited as I am.
Ok, so it’s not exactly a “new” project, but it’s a change from the garage makeover.
It’s only been in the past three years that I started to appreciate winter in Southern California. I used to dread the short days and cold weather. Like everyone else in this state, I worshiped the sun and hated every day that wasn’t a summer day. Then, something changed. Or, maybe nothing changed, and I […]
Now that I don’t have to go out and clean carpet in the rain, I look back at those days and wonder how and why I did it for so many years.
I took advantage of the free water falling from the sky and planted some garlic that had sprouted on my kitchen counter.
It was kind of a bummer of a day: cold, rainy, drab. It was the sort of a day for which comfort food was invented. So, I made me some comfort food.
Sometimes I feel like I spend more time doing chores than the average person.
I’ve given this a lot of thought, and I don’t think I would mind being stuck in a Groundhog Day event.
Today was the sort of beautiful February day that makes me glad I don’t live someplace with a winter. Smashed fingers hurt more when in the cold.
My workbench is finished! Now, I just have to clean up the rest of the garage.
I broke my Insta360 One X…again.
The workbench is done! Now, it’s time to find a place for everything and put everything in it’s place.
I finished building the workbench today, but the hard part is yet to come.
This interminable garage makeover might actually end one day.
If Bonnie had a giant dinosaur, she would dress him for seasons, holidays and occasions, too.
FortuARTous? SerendipARTy? We’ll figure it out.