Confessions of a Mad Illustrator

Remember the leak I mentioned before? I had to climb up on our roof to replace the flashing, nail down shingles, and caulk the hell out of it with tar leak stopper. Yeah. I won't go into the thrilling play by play that occurred as I was CLIMBING up there, but I will say that our roof is considerably steep, except for the part where I was working. In order to get to that less-steep area located on the back of the house, I had to very sllloooooowwwly inch my way up the garage's roof, clinging to the top eaves. I went up barefoot, since my feet are so tough from walking around bare-foot all the time (what? I'm from Alabama.), that I got up there faster than I would have in shoes. Don't try this at home, kids.