I like the smell of gasoline. And bondo. And fiberglass resin. Also oil. There’s probably more toxic substances that I enjoy smelling, but I can’t…
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I like the smell of gasoline. And bondo. And fiberglass resin. Also oil. There’s probably more toxic substances that I enjoy smelling, but I can’t…
In my last post, I took on a bathroom refresh that was intended to be a quick update, maybe a faucet…some paint…and I’m out. But…
I decided to give my mom a hand and do some work on the bathroom in her (new-to-her) home. Maybe a faucet and a coat…
The DIY Cat Tower Get the plans Help support the site I’ll buy each of you a beer (no tip) $10.00 USDI’ll buy one of…
Cropping a photo was one of the first things I learned how to do in my layout class in college. We did it by hand,…
Not everyone can change a dryer belt, build a cat condo or assemble your kid’s bike. But everyone can pretty much paint a room. You…
When I’m taking shots of the family, I’m trying to be aware of what’s going on in the subject…are they looking at the camera, smiling,…
It was 1999. We were looking for a home and knew exactly what we wanted. A mid-century, concrete block, terrazzo floor-laden home. Our realtor found…
It never fails. You take a group shot and something (someone) always ruins it. They blink. They look away. A rabbit ear here, a nose…
Ahhh… the big game is coming soon. Who’s it gonna be? The Tigers vs. the Sabres? I don’t care. Those aren’t even football teams. I…
It’s filter week here at Dadand. First I’m changing oil filters, now I’m applying photo filters. During my first few years of using Photoshop, it…
We use to say “Oil” like “Earl.” As in… “There’s earl in them thar hills.” Black gold. Texas Tea. And then the Clampetts pull into…
Living in a town that is driven by travel and tourism, I notice two things are frequently happening around me—people taking photos, and people asking…
Waaay back in this post, I built a small deck on the front of my house. Concealed in a planting bed, the deck offers us…
Or simply “Tiling Your Patio Floor.” Or more realistically, “One Weekend of Tiling Turns into Three Weeks on a Hot Patio.” I’m gonna fix the…
We’ve been Photoshopped. Errr… Photoshop Elemented. You’ve heard the infamous software noun used as a verb lately—mostly when they refer to fashion mag covers and…
Hello spring slash summer. And spring slash summer for many means camping. And somehow I’ve been camping like three times in the past two months…
We review the Philips Norelco Bodygroom. I said it somewhere else here on dadand.com that my typical approach to grooming has been “minimalist…actually, borderline survivalist.”…
As purveyors of fine pants, and promoters of XY chromosomes everywhere, the peeps at Dockers® partnered with Dadand to “Wear the Pants.” Pete and Marty…
I was fascinated with PT-109. The boat. The stories. Infamously chopped in half by a Japanese destroyer while on patrol in the Solomon Islands—and the…
Sometimes I’m just not sure how stuff breaks, loosens or gets all wonky on its own. Like a toilet seat. I could understand maybe the…