Bo Boswell

I drove by this place today and found it humorous that the sign they’ve posted has been explicitly ignored. On one hand, how mad could these people be? I mean, the violators have indeed brought them some leaves, which the

I saw a tutorial online awhile back for making an object appear to pop out of a picture. I figured I’d give it a shot with the Wii-mote. I thought it turned out ok, but there are definitely some things

Traci and I have gotten in the habit of hanging outside to enjoy the fine weather we’re having. We sat on the porch tonight to enjoy a few glasses of wine and I was admiring the little cross that Traci

Today I finally finished the friggin’ doghouse. I’ll be posting a walkthrough soon, but in the meantime you can enjoy pics of the almost finished process. Traci’s dad had bought some shingles to put on the roof, so he was

Traci and I met up with Chad and Jen at Cabana tonight to watch Vandy’s basketball team take on Georgetown in the play-offs. Vandy lost by one point, which was a bummer, but we had a great time otherwise.

Since I’ve been working on this doghouse, which requires lots of sawing and hammering, I invested a couple of bucks into some ear plugs for myself. When I joined my rock band back in High School, my mom took me

Tonight I went to Murfreesboro to practice with Jeremy at his new pad. He lives with my ol’ buddy Blake now who has adopted a cat since the last time I saw him. Meet Caesar, who made himself right at

Traci loathes any type of manbag that I bring home. And trust me, I’ve brought home my fair share. It’s not that I want to carry a purse. It’s not that I think it’s cute and adds to my image.

My electric tabletop miter saw has come in hand throughout this whole doghouse scenario. I just wanted to give it some props.

Traci’s parents have asked us to build a big doghouse, to which we heartily accepted the challenge. I’ve spent a few days on it, and it’s getting near completion. I’ll have a full walkthrough of how I built the doghouse