This is the best advice I've read in awhile.
Well written report on a good hustle.
I pay about 17% of my take-home pay in rent with 3 roommates, one is my BF. I have roommates, but I have savings.
@Meaghano Thank you!
Read it! Loved it. Is this the same guy who told the head of the DEA he'd write another season of The Wire when he legalizes drugs? He may be my hero. Who is the artist who made the interactive media piece? I've been trying to find it since I saw it originally on the interwebs.
Their advice for Chicago is not at all nuanced, but my city is dangerous in a lot of places and it's fair that France (or any country) would warn their citizens. Actually a lot of people from the area won't go south of Roosevelt, so France is being pretty adventurous.
Given their priorities, I think the patch work makes perfect sense for them. Down the line they can put in the subfloors. But the termites were isolated and the house has made it this far (115 years!). I for one think the patch adds to the character of the floor. Pretty impressive, a lot of people couldn't do it so well. I'm excited for this type of posting.
@lemons! scrap wood, that is
@stuffisthings Yeah, but I'd practice on some scrap would first to feel out if you're comfortable with it. Oil paint- Raw umber, burnt sienna, maybe yellow ochre. Mix for a color match or go straight out of the tube. Lay down the paint along the scratch and let stand for about 10min. Wipe off excess (a rag should do it, but some paint thinner should be on hand just in case) the paint will stay in the crack. Let sit overnight before you walk on the scratch (I put a chair over it). This and some life lessons is the only thing I got out of working for this shady character learning a furniture repair trade.
My dad drinks Folgers and I'll drink it when I'm home. It tastes pretty good for what it is. When I'm at my place I buy locally roasted, fair trade, organic beans. I use a french press. I like it better than the pour over. I'm a green-leaning yuppie and I can afford to drink fancy stuff with a responsible consumer bent. My dad is a farm raised blue collar guy. He likes my coffee when he visits, but he's never asked and I'll never tell him what it costs because he'll think I'm crazy.