I wasn’t planning on blogging today, and I never plan to ask you guys to promote my posts, but
Crossposted from Foodiepalooza (regular programming to resume soon…promise): One of the things we aim to do here at Foodiepalooza
You wouldn’t figure tons of potty-borne humor is flying from those delicate little lips these days. Well, it is.
He cannot speak in complete sentences now. He cannot remember words. And yet, for some reason, my father walked
A couple of years ago, my father gave my mother this $500 picture of a tiger in the bayou.
All in all, it was a very good trip. We got to get away from the city for more
When we don’t score a babysitter for a hot night out on the town, Friday night around these here
Someone called Professor Kathy’s house yesterday and asked when she’d be getting her next shipment of English peas. For
Once upon a time I thought it would be cool to start an all-girl rock band named Liquid Bitch.
So the other night, I was in bed, half-awake, the drool just sliding out of my mouth as I