Burnin’

Saludo, amigos. Last night, Stephanie called me on her way home after dropping me off to say that the banks of the Minnesota River were burning. So I thought about it all night, and on my way back home around 1am, I got all the way to the driveway before turning around and continuing on south to see the fires. ...

Broke.

Holy crap. I just wrote checks for almost $9,000 in taxes and other bills, and piled up a stack of 10 fat envelopes to bring to the post office tonight. I don’t know why the hell I would be happy about that, but I am. Apparently there’s catharsis in freeing yourself from all your cash. I should look into starting ...

eh. stuff.

My week in pictures! Cock.We went to this animal shelter up north and I didn’t even cry once. You know you’ve spent your entire life near a city when you want to stand and laugh at the chickens all day. I made red velvet cake for Easter brunch. I’m told it was good. Red velvet cake is deep-south-tacky-licious. I made ...

or mosey?

Good Friday to you. I’m not great with the Christian holidays, and apparently today is one of them. I was all ready to congratulate myself over finally having some positive influence on my coworkers, because half of them ordered vegetarian today. Sorry, Jesus. It’s all you. So, I don’t know. I don’t have much to say that’s not scattered in ...