Oh...I suppose this should be about me. I equals me. Yeah, I get it.
Okay...
A little under 52 years ago, my Mom surprised my Dad and he said 'Again?!!'
Too early? Let me flip ahead a few pages. Okay...chapters.
I'm a laid-back night person who likes to tinker with pet projects. I'm currently living in, and renovating a remanufactured home in a park. That's a mobile home for those who are a bit less politically correct, and a trashy trailer, or dump to those who still use more earthy, and realistic terms.
The ad (stuck to the window with duct tape) said it was a handyman special, and the one who thought up that term was being generous. It's starting to take shape, although I still have quite a way to go before I consider it done, and it will still look like a long tin box with windows in it.
The woman who'd be interested in me wouldn't be discouraged when I find yet another way to mak a mess on the kitchen table and take apart the vacuum cleaner to try to repair it or that my 'good' clothes become work clothes pretty quickly.

Try mutal match

good luck to you sir

welcome to jsh/1+u.

I'm in Dover and I need a handyman

Actually...I might be closer to Dover than York, but the zip code says otherwise.

Well anyway, I live in Dover and work in York. I probably almost hit you with my car a couple of times already.

Only if you were driving that little red thing, last year on Bull Rd tearing out over that little bridge over the Conewago.

Welcome...I'm near Pittsburgh. I fancy myself a bit of a tinkerer, too. Couldn't fix a vacuum, though!

hello, welcome

I couldn't haul hay in a little red thing. I have a Montero.

Welcome

hello and welcome

Thanks for the welcomes

Welcome Tinker!

I spill the beer every time I try that.

We'll have to get you a sippy mug.

welcome and enjoy