by plixbyite. | Apr 2, 2026 | Blog
Look. My lower back is completely shot today. Blame a 165-pound Sony Trinitron from 1999. Slipped right out of a client’s hands on a cramped staircase. Smashed the drywall. Almost took off my steel-toe boot. People hoard these massive glass blocks in their basements...
by plixbyite. | Apr 2, 2026 | Blog
Fifteen years. That’s how long I’ve been wrestling with studio lights that run hot enough to fry an egg. Smelling that distinct, heavy mix of nervous client sweat and expensive hairspray. It’s an odd job. But here’s the thing. Most people looking for the best boudoir...
by plixbyite. | Apr 1, 2026 | Blog
Man, I’m tired. Just pulled off a mask after six hours sweating in a mid-century tear-down. Dust everywhere. Smells like old drywall and copper pipes. You think remodeling is fun? It’s not. Especially when you hit the bad stuff. The fluffy, deadly stuff hiding behind...
by plixbyite. | Mar 27, 2026 | Blog
My eyes are burning. I just spent three solid hours hunched over my workbench staring through a loupe. The smell of brass polish and stale espresso is permanently baked into my clothes. A guy walked into my shop this morning. He proudly slammed a “Captain...
by plixbyite. | Mar 26, 2026 | Blog
I’m writing this after a nine-hour day in the clinic. My coffee went cold three hours ago. I’m tired. But I keep seeing the exact same problem, and someone needs to talk about it openly. Finding a burnaby counsellor shouldn’t be a nightmare. But for most people, it...
