The 8th Nerve

Steve: The place was advertised as an open floor plan.

Me: Open foreplay!

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May 31st 2005I Misheard When

I’ll never forget how my brother Jordan came up from Boston over Memorial Day weekend and spent all three days working on our wall. And he did it voluntarily, knowing exactly what he was getting himself into. We, the clueless homeowners, had no idea what we were getting into.

Before Jordan arrived, Steve went to town on the drywall.

Jordan arrived the next day and brought a truck load of tools and set to work, telling us what we needed to get and how things needed to be done, as well as measuring and sawing and hammering. As he worked, he often broke into song or other sayings, which we refer to as “Jordan Originals”.

Steve became known as “Big Dog” and our cat Casper was “Skiddly do do”.

Temporary walls had to be built on either side, in order to prop the house up. Good thing that Jordan knew about that part, cause we sure didn’t.

Then the drywall had to cut to size and nailed in. Then there was the smearing of some stuff I forget the name of, then the joint compound. Jordan did ALL that. We sat and watched, duly impressed.

We took down a door and built a wall there too. Jordan suggested we have a window of some kind in the wall so that it wasn’t just blank.

How cool is that?

Before the drywall went up, we left a little something for posterity:

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May 31st 2005Family & Pictures