I moved to Philly with dreams of turning this wonder of a blog into a chronicle of my ebbs and flows and woes as a home remodeler. It was going to be cool, with fresh pics and witty and sharp commentary. Then the grant for the intern never came through and, well, one thing led to another and I've been in a deep funk since losing one of my closest companions not so long ago. (a self referential link on one's blog is the equivalent of a derivative of a derivative. Which can only equal good things.)
My life here is a lot different than the one I lived in Newark. It's busier and more active. I come home from work and get back to work as opposed to making chickens and such. And it's good for me... it's just not so good for you and your obsession with tracking the doings of the hola. You'll get what I give you and that will be enough. Now go to bed.