epiphany: the pigs become self-aware

"And how is all of this supposed to benefit me, Dad?"

the new reality

i can be a contractor! good thing, too, or this would never be completed....
today i do trim carpentry. the carpenter would rather get drunk and ride his harley.
who needs him.
on a brighter note, the cows like the increased presence of someone who can turn the knob on the feed shed. even the horse wants to swing a hammer.
o.c.

chuckhenge

druids worship here, i think.

swimming against the current of ineptitude

and dishonesty. i have met several brilliant subcontractors who understand. together we will finish this house despite the "experts."
i am a better person for it. Gerard Manley Hopkins would understand. so would William Yeats. unfortunately, most general contractors are an unimpressive lot, much like lawyers. hacks who are paid for knowing something they don't know. or care about.
okeechobee chuck