Me, ever confused and confounded by the electrical shit. And even after everything, it all still confounds me.

Three pics full of false hope and a false sense of victory over figuring out the lights. Yes, they did work... but they grounded out, and sparks and smoke flew from the switch box. But goddamn was I proud of myself!

Testing things for whatever reason. The red glow on the tip of that tool in my hand tells me that the wire it is touching is hot; or in other words, it can zap me if I grab it's bare end :)

Notice how much I am helping my dad with the wiring ;) I obviously had no clue what I was doing, but he did get it all figured out again... for a second time I might had. Kudos to him! :D

Night of Day-4... rehanging the insulation... oh sweet jesus was it nice to be at that stage, and getting that shit out of our way! It was a giant mess really, but it was great to have it out of the way to run the wires.

Good ol' hammer head Trevor helping hold the insulation. And, see all that junk behind him... it's gonna be sold at our yard sale. Well, most of it, that sexy "leather" office chair back there is my baby.. it's staying. Even though it's not in the greatest of shape.

"Full ahead... I can do full ahead, come up here and hang this shit!" *as insulation falls on my head*

"Hmm.. I wonder if I can add to all the scrapes on my hand if I put a staple in it... Only one way to find out!"