You may one day read here how I left it all to chase a career in hardwood floor refinishing, pulling a Malkovich when he decided to leave acting for puppetry in the film by Spike Jonze.
A couple months back, it felt like a calling after spending the better part of two months playing contractor on a home purchase that needed a few fix-ups.
What started as a lighthearted comedy, slowly morphed to PG-13 thriller. A comedy of errors would then yield full-blown, psychological tour de force. Imagine your orator as a mix between Leatherface (if he knew how to use a toe kick saw), Chevy Chase in National Lampoons and a bit of Jack from The Shining.
A kitchen subfloor rebuild at some point during the house's lifetime claimed my soul and spit me out as a new battle-hardened contractor.
Know it's been a veritable John Cage concerto from me.
I'll be updating the site over the course of the holiday. Keep a look out for sweeping changes.