Intro: Welcome to The Frankenstein House


This is me.  I live in LA.  I like a serif font.

The Frankenstein House (not my truck)

I just bought this house.  I call it the Frankenstein house, for a couple of reasons.  First, obviously, it's green.  Frankenstein was green, right?  But more than that, this house is a cobbled-together hodgepodge of old parts and new fixes.   The kitchen is pure 1950s; the central AC was installed in 2009.  The hallways are 1920s narrow; the roof is 2 weeks old.  The house was originally built before 1910, enlarged in the 40s, and subjected to a whole lot of DIY over the next 70 years.  Like Frankenstein, this house is the result of much experimentation and tinkering.

Taken as a whole, it's something of a lumbering, imperfect, moaning monster melange.  Odd motley patched-togetherness, yearning for real personhood.   But-- charming, in its way!  Charming, for example, in this way:

view from the backyard

There's a lot of work to do on the Frankenstein House; it has potential, but there's a ways to go before that potential is realized.  This blog will be where I think through all the things to be done, because for better or worse, I tend to process things in life with my fingers.  There's enough work to be done that I imagine I'll have lots of this processing to do for the forseeable future.  Hopefully anyone who reads will enjoy coming along for the ride!

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