The Hitch Is Now the Toilet

I can’t believe that makes sense right now. Bear with me. Tracy’s been working like crazy on the hitch: he shipped a big part back to Michigan, they serviced it and shipped it back to us, then they shipped new parts to us. He’s been machine-sanding old parts, painting them, assessing them. Finally, he spent […]

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Crafty Nomad (kind of)

It’s a chilly, rainy day in south Texas, so I’m looking around inside for something to do that’s moderately productive. This is where “craft” enters my vocabulary; in my before life I used that word only after “beer.” Another oddity: I have time on my hands but very little space. I can’t garden, or do […]

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