Jackleg Plumbers
The fun never stops. The first week at the Skelton Ranch has been consumed with the proper flow of liquids. Playing internet has been replaced with playing with PVC pipes. And it’s a damn poor substitute. I feel a million miles away from all the important goings on in the digital world. The misses told me I missed some stunning pictures of a naked Demi Moore sporting an impossibly overgrown bush. Goddamnit! I need to be spending less time with pipe wrenches and paying more attention to not-safe-for-work images of Demi’s pubic farm. Homeownership is throwing all my priorities out of whack.

Too bad you can’t click your way through or photoshop your way to a non-leaking kitchen sink. No, you must get down and dirty with some plumbers putty to make things right again.

I got up to speed on my own plumbing problems while helping the Good Doctor completely replace his kitchen sink earlier in the week. I then called in what little markers I had and pulled in his services yesterday to tackle my own drips and bad seals. The Good Doctor’s single greatest contribution to any project is his poetic and colorful use of the darker parts of the english language. Having the words “Fuck Shelf” punctuate the violet throwing of PVC pipes makes any project way more fun. The laughter almost makes you forget that you’ve been on your back for two hours and your hair has been sitting in a years worth of garbage disposal jelly and there’s naked pictures on Demi Moore somewhere on the internet that you haven’t seen.

Best purchase for the Ranch so far comes from Simplehuman.