About four years ago, I purchased a fold-out sofa bed. It’s a comfortable twin-size bed, and I can get a good night’s sleep on it. In the morning, I just fold the bed up, put the cushions on the sofa, and now I have a sofa. Yeah, this bed makes me feel like a king. …
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Call Chuckie-Rooter, that’s the name …
Oh man, I’m feeling the need for a beef stew in my mini crock pot. Got all the ingredients – a pound of diced stew beef, diced onions, diced onions, diced potato, the diced McCormick seasoning packet … All I need now is a cup and a third of water, and let’s make this percolate…
Read MoreThe flannel differential
Winter is coming, and the temperature is dropping… no kidding, dude, that’s what happens in wintertime. Last year, I purchased a flannel bed sheet set from Huck Finn’s Warehouse (now known as the Warehouse at Huck Finns, because branding). They looked the part – black and red checkered pattern – and they felt comfortable enough,…
Read MoreKitchen sink broken. Chuck must fix.
Sometimes you call your landlord when things break in your apartment. And sometimes … you attempt to fix things yourself. Such was the case yesterday, when one of the tap handles on my kitchen sink broke. It just fell apart, right in my hand. That’s not good. So here’s what happened.
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“Scalpel… rib spreader … TORX screwdriver…”
It was early last August, and I knew something was wrong the moment the heartbeat stopped. A quick check. Nothing. I tried other options. Nothing. Not a sound. Not a beat. God, no. Please Lord, no. With all the horrible things in my life that have turned 2016 into a big mucky mess… this can’t…
Read MoreWasn’t 52 years of bad luck enough?
The things I go through to create an art project… In most cases, I can find everything I need for my art projects in any one of several different Capital District locales. If I need a Queen Anne window for a Dream Window project, I can swing over to Silver Fox Salvage or Historic Albany…
Read MoreExposed electrical wires
I blogged about this a long time ago – back in my old blogspot days – but I’m feeling like sharing today. Whenever my wife Vicki got angry with me for something, she always tossed this little dig at me: “The reason we bought this house was that I thought I married a handyman who…
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