There’s no sensation quite like walking barefoot through the dew-glistening grass on a crisp, cool fall day…
…and stepping on a slug.
There’s no sensation quite like walking barefoot through the dew-glistening grass on a crisp, cool fall day…
…and stepping on a slug.
I met twins today.
Fraternal.
Boy and girl.
Named Jack and Jill.
Don’t. Just don’t.
OH at lunch: extended synopsis of the season premiere of 2½ Men.
Where’s the spoiler alert, dude?
A Starbucks and free wifi in every post office.
#savetheUSPS
USPS needs to partner with google, and put a street view rig on all their trucks.
If you base your opposition to gay marriage on religion, let me remind you of the polygamist and his child wives. They were religious, too.
Everyone in this state should be guaranteed the right to be a part of a boring, old married couple.
Woof. One of the listservs I’m on got rebooted, and suddenly I have 50 emails from the stuck queue.
Mostly “what’s up with the list?”