The immortal line from the song “Closing Time” by Semisonic. Sung at every drunken frat party at the turn of the century when it didn’t matter whether or not you were drunk or if it was late. It just mattered that you had your arm around one of your buddies so that you can steady yourself against someone who is just as inebriated as you were. But the song was also quite appropriate in another way. Continue reading You Don’t Have to Go Home, But You Can’t Stay Here
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The Backstory
As any good legend goes, there has to be some back story. This is mine, at least as far back to the point when I decided to get a fixer upper. Continue reading The Backstory