Month: July 2014

No Baby, YOU’RE a Firework.

Last year, my sister-in-law moved to a small resort town in the mountains outside of Los Angeles. There’s a lake and all the goodness that comes with it. For our second Independence Day in a row, we’ve made the trek to the San Bernadino Mountains — just like I used to to with my parents as a kid — and… Read more →

I can’t stop thinking about dumpsters.

Look, you know this thing with us building a container house is getting kind of hot and heavy when I’m obsessively looking at pictures of people’s dumpster pools. At the moment, I’m romancing the idea of buying a disgusting fixer and then awesomeizing it with some sweet custom shipping containers and creating us a little slice of hillside DIY heaven rather than… Read more →