My wife and I are not exactly handy. Even though my name conveniently rhymeth, I do not necessarily know my way around a home depot. I know where it is. It’s by the Portillo’s. Someone told me once that there are lots of lesbians there. I’ve only seen them in movies, so i don’t know if i’d recognize one in the wild. My grandpa also told me that “the Spitz” are always there waiting in front looking for work. I guess winning 8 gold medals for swimming isn’t as much a life-long success as we had once thought. I did not see him there.
Below, please see a picture of our basement prior to our greasy elbows.
Now a few hundred bucks and a (circular?) saw I borrowed from my Father-in-Law later, please see the fruits of our labours.
Hah! Just kidding. Like Stephanie Tanner, i kill me sometimes. It really looks like this.
And there you have it. A little hard work, a dedicated wife, and a little help from your friend and mine, Mr. Dark Eyes. [wink] You should come over some time. I’ll be the one running around like Gladiator. The wife will be handling the crudites.
VERY nice. Do you want to finish my house for me? And do you have something against large pictures?
Andy, you and your peepses is cordially invited to my PARTAY.
Are you going to post something? Ever?
I dont like basements. I like attics way better. i have no reason for this feeling. nice job on the updates…
Badger, you have been summoned.
Alright. I couldn’t keep this to myself. That would have been wrong: Badger Badger Badger.
Fantastic job! Well done indeed. How long before you have to give The Pope his curtains back?