August 26, 2009
I’ve put my body through a lot slaving over the DIY Mess. I’ve wielded a heat gun while balancing atop an eight-foot ladder. I’ve narrowly escaped puncture wounds, nails lodging into the soles of my shoes and barely missing my toes. I’ve felt the sting of flesh-eating stripper chemicals on my forearms. I’ve found coal [...]
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June 24, 2009
Lately there’s been a mass exodus of childhood trinkets from my parents’ house to the DIY Mess. In a succession of recent mailings and personal deliveries, Mom and Dad have reunited me with a boat load of My Little Ponies, Cabbage Patch Dolls, and Muppets, as well the tattered, knotted remains of the pink-and-blue afghan [...]
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