Time to turn the soggy, dank, irregular page
After another Nor’easter dumped a foot of snow on my parents’ house and knocked out the power, my nephew Barry...
Finally, The Eagles have landed
Three to six months. That’s how long it’s going to take to build my “skoolie”, the tiny house we’re making out of a...
Last Night in Topanga
We walk through the empty outdoor amphitheater by memory, the jingling of dog tags spooking any actor ghosts up ahead. The sun had long set over...
Success walks hand-in-hand with failure
“What would you attempt to do, if you knew you could not fail?” I’ve been called a New-Age fruit loop many times, but truth be told: I loathe...
The Flannel Jack ‘Adirondack’ spool table
Fresh from the wooded workshop under the sun. This repurposed beauty was a construction cable spool before we got a hold of it. Restored and...
‘Arrogant Bastard Chili’ is the crock pot’s fiery revenge
In our continual strive to be as minimal as possible, who knew a freakin’ crock pot would make the cut? You know, the crock pot — that...
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