i remodeled the second floor of a huge barn into an art studio for a rather nice old lady that teaches still-life painting. We used all these old parts of stairs to build a rack for her canvas, and to cover the stairs going down. i liked it so much i took some pictures of iot and later used them to make this.
too many dreams of a giant robot constructing a grill just for yours truly have woken me before my time. some VG and nutty nuggets in le stomach will do me just fine, and then back to my 'office' zzzzzzzzzzzzz
tell me more about your adventures with drywall screws.
i hate those as well b/c they act like they're going to be the best relationship you've ever embarked upon...only to fall out of the wall in the middle of the night after a speaker or lamp proved to be too heavy.
I think I have a serious problem. No no, not some bloodborne pathogen - with video games. When will I get a cance to show off my heightened motor skills and apt reflexes (that of a cat!)? Maybe I can just leave the blinds open so that innocent civilians and passers-by might happen to witness my majesty as I strategically calculate my attacks.
my dad just moved to houston. he said the drivers there suck, and he should know. anyways, be my friend and i'll have an excuse to come down and visit him!
I had a robot once. I built him to look exactly like myself. The problem was he kept scoring with my girlfriends. It got a little weird so I made him move out of state.