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Joe Durst

Joe Durst

Joe Durst is a Tennessee contractor, father, writer, and a man with more opinions than good sense. He writes about life, work, raising a teenager, and whatever else pisses him off. He doesn't sugarcoat a damn thing.

An ordinary white toilet with the lid raised in a small bathroom.

I Took a Shit So Bad My Toilet Tried to Resign

Well, I reckon I ought to finish telling y'all what happened last night. Some of you saw my Facebook post about the shit I took. For those who didn't, congratulations. You were probably having a much better evening than I was.

A row of everyday cotton shirts hanging on a clothing rack.

I PUT MY NAME ON A SHIRT. APPARENTLY THAT MAKES ME A COCK TEASE

Well, I'll be goddamned. I've been called a lot of things in my life. Asshole. Smartass. Arrogant prick. Bad influence. Son of a bitch. Hell, I've been called a few things I had to look up just to figure out whether I ought to be offended.

A worn pair of brown boots resting beside a brick wall.

Nobody Gives a Shit if You Call Yourself a Man

You ever notice how many grown ass men run around telling everybody what a real man is supposed to be? Jesus Christ. Everywhere you look, there's some son of a bitch explaining masculinity.

Empty wooden chairs gathered beneath trees at a quiet campsite.

I Don't Think Men are Very Good at Being Friends

I don't think men are very good at being friends. Well. That ain't exactly right. We're good at having friends. We're just kinda shitty at the friendship part sometimes.

A single place setting with a plate, cutlery, glasses, and reading glasses on a wooden table.

I Reckon I'm Too Old to Be Embarrassed Anymore

I was thinking about something this morning. I don't embarrass very easy anymore. I used to. Hell I used to worry about all kinds of stupid shit. What somebody thought about me.

Weathered wooden deck boards with visible grain and changes in color.

Quit Screwing With Your Wood

I spend a lot of time looking at other men's wood. There. Now that half of you clicked on this, we're talking about decks. Sorry to disappoint ya. Although if you've been around here very long you oughta know there's a pretty good chance we'll…

A small white ceramic fragrance burner resting on a wooden surface.

The House Smells Better. Don't Tell Tucker I Said That

Well here's something I never thought I'd admit. My kid smells better than I do. And before one of you smartasses says something... I ain't walking around smelling Tucker.