from ninety nine bottles to none

navigating life's finalies

ninety nine bottles of beer on the wall

ninety nine bottles of beer

take one down, pass it around

ninety eight bottles of beer on the wall

It’s the first day of school. I wish summer was more like the songs of summer camps. Imagine how nice life would be if instead of the grating this is the song that never ends, it just goes on and on my friend, we were able to substitute the word ‘song’ for the word ‘summer’

An endless summer would please more than Bruce Brown and Robert August. An endless wave would be even better. Working on a seemingly endless project? That’s a whole other story.

People are regularly surprised by how long the final steps of a project can take. The finishing touches seem to go on forever. Skippy when building his cabin laid the subfloor in two hours. Trimming out a window took him the same amount of time.

The floor was massive sheets perfectly fitted to a twenty four by twenty four foot frame. This floor was put down in the same amount of time required to put three inc…