I've been on-hold for any spending because this Маленький придурок needs dental work of an as-yet undermined value. We go in on Thursday to find out what the damage will be.

No question how old the writing desk I'm fixing up is (November 1968) and, "Tell me you were made in Canada without saying 'Made in Canada'."

Sunday afternooning on my balcony, restoring an old writing desk.

I need a vacation — not to get away from work, but to get away from home

Don't mind me, just busy being the sort of asshole feared and reviled by traumatized cats...