If you do happen to show up early, there’s a good chance that Joel will be tearing down his deck and will guilt you into helping him. There’s also a good chance he’ll give you tissue paper gloves to use while chucking nail-ridden boards into the back of a pickup truck. Or perhaps he’ll bark
Hey kids. Wow, this is weird. I feel like I’m having some sort of out of body experience. Like I’m floating high above the room, seeing myself typing about myself. You see, this is my first time blogging. Ever. Isn’t this a big deal or something? I guess I’m supposed to write about beer. Hm.