Moving In (Again)
The crackhouse cast of characters has changed yet again. For the first time, I won’t be the only lady (human) of the house, as my dear friend Rachel has joined me on the renovation adventure. What was a week or two of my dad crashing has turned into full-time roommate and it couldn’t be better. … Read more
First Presentable Room
I’m sitting in my brand new living room. I can hardly believe this is the same place I saw nearly a year ago, with no floor, no ceiling, leaking roof, and no electricity. In just two days (about 1/1000th of the time it took our painter–oddly, Dan Deacon’s little bro–to poorly spackle) we completely made … Read more
Couch Repair 101
Back in the days before the crackhouse, I went to Columbia University. This was mostly horrible, but it meant that one day I was walking up Broadway and saw this beauty in the window of the then-brand-new Housing Works: Knowing that in just a few short weeks I’d be moving into a gigantic house with … Read more
Tuesday’s Grey & Wednesday Too
This was my living room wall and lack of ceiling last summer. We were so overwhelmed with the amount of work to be done that we thought maybe keeping the living room as-is would make for an awesome ghost stories parlor. Now that a lot of changes have been made, I’ve got some fond memories … Read more
The Dark Mark
I didn’t notice the faint spray paint between my front door and window until after I had moved into the crackhouse last May. It eventually caught my eye sometime in June. I can be pretty thick sometimes and thought it must be someone’s (really kind of boring) tag, as I had seen it around the … Read more
