Alas, no, it's a play for 2 men. In my defense, I wrote it as part of a festival where I was assigned 2 actors at random and I got 2 males. The play is getting its 5th production overall. I'm rather excited though because the play is set in Boston and I wasn't sure it would resonate outside of Boston (it takes place on the T).
Every time I manage to find a subcontractor who does what he says he will do, and does it on time, I feel like jumping into his arms and running away with him. I dream of the projects we could start AND finish together. The fantasy of a finished barn...it's a sparkly picture in a pink cloud...
Nothing incites bodily violence quicker than a Duke fan turning in your direction and saying 'scoreboard.'
I've tried to fire my subcontractor on many occasions. He just keeps coming back however. It is a nightmare, but he doesn't charge me anything. One of these days I'll wise up and hire someone who will get the work done.
PS Yes, I'm my own subcontractor.
Please...I'm sending my husband over to your house so I can get something done around here. His picture comes up when you search "Jack of All Trades, Master of Never Having the Correct Drill Bit"
Just allow him a couple of hours on your couch during the Duke games and I promise he'll do a simply awful job for you on your chore list.
Nothing incites bodily violence quicker than a Duke fan turning in your direction and saying 'scoreboard.'
Hmmm, one a day...
I've been extra promiscuous with my sporker today.
In my case a beer (or two) a day keeps those size 4 pants tucked away in the back of the closet...
Nothing incites bodily violence quicker than a Duke fan turning in your direction and saying 'scoreboard.'
A friend wth chickens brought over a dozen fresh eggs. My new favorite person. Yum!
So, a case or two of beer a day is a lot of liquid to intake...