If there ever was a summer in my life that I’d want to be on a roll with building shit, this would have been the one, obviously. Was I? Absolutely not.  I’ve never been able to fully articulate the difference between when I’m “on” and “off” as it relates to building. Sometimes–through fate, or alcohol, […]

First, a warning: Sad farm shit ahead.  About this time last year, I walked out to the barn one morning and found the older of my two donkeys, Doc, laying unresponsive on the ground. He was alive, but barely. The vet lives just down the road and was able to make it out to us […]