puffin-pantsfree = NOT awesome.

Feliz viernes, amigos. When last we spoke, I was headed broomball-shoppingward. I found very sexy shoes and my broom at Play It Again Sports, a store I hope to never have to return to, as it is staffed by third-string high school quarterbacks with some mysterious ball-scratching disease. I then went to Sports Authority in search of pads and cold-weather ...

MERRY DESKMAS!

Hello, humans and robots. Did you know that the National Park Service has started publishing a magazine? It’s better than porn. I am serious. :-[ You know what else? I’ve been in my apartment for two years! Dude. A third else: don’t forget to order holiday cookies! If you’re not in the area, we’ll get them shipped to you by ...

the weekend of triumvirates.

HEY, SNOW! Except I think it all melted already. Lame. I really am excited for snow, being that it’s already December and we’ve got the cold to go along with it, but I also have the feeling that right now I could be all HEY, THE SUN HASN’T BEEN OUT FOR SIX DAYS! or HEY, I JUST LOST A TOE ...

SKELETON BABIES RETURN!!! FROM THE DEAD!

OH HELLO. I’ve remembered at least thirty times today that it’s only Thursday. I’m guessing by the 40th iteration, it may actually stick. Tuesday, I was a whirlwind of productivity and cleanliness at la casa, so I went out to celebrate this fact at Town Talk with Jumi, Wendy, Stephanie, Jon, and Bill. I think we should suggest to the ...