a new day has dawned. i feel like a new man. the sky's the limit and the day[night] is filled with all sorts of possibilities!

i shall crack open a stella and toast the beauty of plaster and lath.

truly, when it comes to old homes, love and hate, nothing takes the prize like good ole plaster and lath.

this is my picasso. who came up with this? who needs a zen garden; i shall gaze upon my lath.