I'm here to tell you about nature's miracle wood-finishing product. It's called shellac. (No, I'm not talking about the band of the same name, which also just happens to be one of my favorite bands ever.) And like so many of the best things in life, shellac comes out of a bug's ass.
( FINISH HIM )

The landlord decided a while ago, despite our sort of exorbitant rent for the area, that mowing the lawn ought to be our responsibility rather than theirs. Now my wife says I have an OCD problem with the lawn. When I see the slightest bit of unruly growth in a spot or two, I'm out there angrily putting nature back in line. Our grass gets mown at ( Read more... )

( the final yeeeeehaw )

This is part III of the Oak Briggs saga. Tried to write it so you don't absolutely *have* to read part I and/or part II to make mostly-sense of it. The finale of the "series," part IV, is already written and posted (with a link at end of this entry) - but this third part was plenty long enough as was for one week's entry / reading.

( yeeeeeeee...hawwww. )

This isn't my Week 6 entry, but it uses several of the prompts. My actual Week 6 entry is here, and the first part of the Oak Briggs "saga" is here. There's at least a third Oak Briggs installment coming before I can wrap all this up.

Out of the blue, what do I see ( Read more... )

edit 6/30: Oak Briggs part II is fiiiinally up. but THIS HERE is still my Wk6 entry, obvs. and i know we all have lots to read.Ladies and gentlemen of LJI (...let's face it, mostly ladies), I present to you an old-fashioned LiveJournal entry. Y'know, stuff about one person's sad life, written naturally and kind of as it's happening. No fiction! No ( Read more... )

I expect the second installment of the Oak Briggs "saga" to be posted Monday or Tuesday and it will probably actually intersect with one of the prompts. But this is my Week 5 entry and it ain't got anything to do with Oak. If you actually did like that last Oak Briggs thing and legitimately want to know how the story continues / ends, well, dude, ( Read more... )

If wishes were horses
I'd have me a stable
With four acres of pasture so they could all run free
And I'd spend all my daydream hours
Carin' for them wishes
But my number one wish-horse would always be
You comin' back to me
...Whi-hi-hi-nny.

( yeeeehawwww )

This week I intersected with shanns_ljidol; her entry is here. I handled the "not ____ again" prompt. Despite a lot of communication and some mutual feedback, we weren't able to intersect as closely as we might have liked originally, for reasons that may shortly become clear. Sorry - it's def a little long.
( runnin' scared )

Ladies and gents of the LJ community: first off, while I DID read as much as possible, I must apologize that a series of completely ridiculous personal and local events / setbacks kept me from commenting much on your stuff this last round. I'll fix that this time out, promise.

( on the years lost to warez )