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Dan St. Yves
I think it might not be a bad idea to get ahead of the curve and try creating a new annual celebration to fill in the lag between all the others. Is there any valid reason we can’t have a Beach Ball Frisbee Day every year or Train Your Dog To Cha Cha holiday?
More recently I was going through an old folder on my computer (I must have scanned some of those original parchment copies somewhere along the way?) and came across this timely quiz from 2000.
For what feels like eons now, my family members and I have been working to clear out the various belongings my mother had to leave behind when she moved into an assisted living facility.
Years ago (back when cassette tapes were high-end audio recording options) I put together one or two collections of songs I considered “motivational music”.
The old family home predates drywall. I’m not sure what the actual walls are made of – a churned blend of chewing gum and newspapers?
So, is spam just “junk mail” now? While the term is perhaps a bit tired, I miss the cartoon bubble that used to invoke above my head with an image of a can of Klik luncheon meat, or the even more iconic cooked pork Spam.
I wish I was handy in a “Tim The Tool Man Taylor” sort of way. I’m much more of a “Tim The Bent & Broken Tool Bit” type when it comes to home maintenance capabilities.
Unlike your cat, you will not appreciate the sight of an empty cardboard file box in your former workspace.
I’d like for one dream to be able to stop prefacing all these columns with a passing reference to COVID-19. Aside from wishing away that intrusion into life as we know it, I’ll offer up a few real estate specific New Year’s desires.
Gathering the fragments of the poor little figurine onto the kitchen table, Andy prayed that the particular brand of Krazy Glue he had in the workshop drawer worked.