Being the amazing, true-to-life adventures and (very likely) misadventures of a writer who seeks to take his education, activism and seemingly boundless energy to North Minneapolis, (NoMi) to help with a process of turning a rapidly revitalizing neighborhood into something approaching Urban Utopia. I am here to be near my child. From 02/08 to 06/15 this blog pushed free speech to the envelope, so others could take heart and speak unafraid. Email me at hoffjohnw@gmail.com
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Making My Last Nail Count
Several days ago, I was literally down to my last nail. I couldn't secure much of anything with one nail. Then I came upon a garage door that had been kicked in at a vacant, condemned property, and I managed to secure the garage by nailing the hasp back in place. Yeah, it could use two more nails to be secure...but I managed to make that last nail count.
Well, now I have a five pound box. No fooling around. Of course, I've already gone through half the box. (Do not click "Read More")
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