MORE TILES Hung returned Tuesday to tile most of the kitchen. I say most because the pattern is more complex. The grout lines have to match those in the sunroom, and given the shape of the kitchen there are far more cuts to make. He’ll finish the tile today but will he have time to […]
Click for full screen version Dan’s outdoor wireless office. The nearby waiting room
BMW UPDATE This is the last week of auto mechanics class and on Friday we have to drive the car back home. Without an inspection sticker. Dan and I believe creative story telling will suffice if we’re stopped, Diane claims she’ll take Matt to the Vineyard as planned, whether I’m in jail or not. This […]
I stopped at Home Depot to buy thinset and when I arrived at 8:15, Adam and Hung were already discussing Adam’s complex, precisely random, tile pattern. I walked over to where they were standing, ready to join the conversation, when a mosquito landed on my arm. I swatted it, then glanced at Hung, worried that […]
After the pounding din, the silence was riveting. Hung had just walked in and was standing in the kitchen, his face bearing an expression frozen between the hopeless smile one might give an implacable predator, and utter shock teetering on anger. Michael and I were on our knees in the sunroom, more than halfway through […]
Adam and I have been writing about past camping trips that we will add to the mainecourse.com site. As soon as the image map on the places.html page is updated, this one,which I recently finished, will be linked. Tomorrow I’ll post photos from the part of the job Susan might be most interested in, the […]
Sounds Like I’ve known Hung for sixteen of the twenty years he’s been in the US. He has four children, lives in Dorchester and owns three houses. He works hard now, but worked much harder when he lived in Vietnam or as he calls it, “My country.†For twelve of those years I called him […]
“You’re driving like an idiot.†Dad’s spontaneous, oh so helpful outburst as Matthew slows at a corner to keep the Mazda on four wheels, but treats the stop sign like it’s a green flag at the Indianapolis 500. I had already kept my mouth shut when he stopped on the crosswalk at the first traffic […]
My marriage is a cooperative blend of individual talents. Or survival instincts. I cut the grass; Diane makes sure Matt does his homework. I clean the basement; Diane pays the bills. Once a month or so, I wash DianeÃs car, every night she makes dinner. I sleep late, Diane executes every last detail of all […]
For the plumb and level police, this one was not, like the previous photograph, taken with a fisheye lens. However, it is a composite, poorly done, but illustrative of something. To get an full view of the sunroom, I would need to stand in the hallway, but that would involve knocking out a kitchen wall. […]
Peter and Patti complained about images over-running my text, therefore, I resized all the photos on this page. It is a browser, resolution, monitor size issue; I hope this helps. If you click on the links under Recent Entries, that problem disappears entirely and you’ll also see comments listed in order. Mark Queijo and others […]
I don’t know about the hug, but here’s the cake. And they ate it.