Handyman Connection: A fulfilling weekend of pain and dead things

My time in the crawl space this weekend was a time to take deep breaths of asbestos, meditate on things I'd rather be doing, and practice hot yoga as I squatted in weird positions and twisted my body to access hard to reach pipes and vents.  I also: practiced pain management as I snagged my arms on nails, tested my body's resilience to poison as I endured spider bites, and had the opportunity to use my anger management skills as I tried to reconnect a dryer vent. I opened my eyes to a whole new world of nature - leaves, twigs, lint, and other debris that was filling the dryer vent which I had to empty out before reattaching it.  Sadly, I also had to witness the cycles of life on both ends of the spectrum, as I knocked down newly formed spiders nests filled with tiny eggs to cleaning up mice carcasses filled with maggots. Man, I'm lucky to have a life full of such amazing experiences.

If I were made of clay

Yep, I've created myself as a clay figure, thanks to Hotels.com.  You should go try it too.

I made my mouth extremely large because, if you don't know me, it is extremely large.  I can fit the top of a pop can between my teeth. I'm still searching for a photograph to compare to this one so you can see that I'm serious.

Well, I guess that's about the extent of the excitement in my life right now. 

Bye.