I do love a personal message. You know, like this one: “Stoner, cummer this stiffining long and far high, single tab will knok you and partning over bedtope, underside dwelers will protest thro celing with sticking brome; most … Continue reading
Blogger won’t let me post a picture tonight, so I linked to it. It’s not the same, but it will have to do. I don’t ordinarily do these things, but this one looked interesting. Please try not to laugh when … Continue reading
My daughter is mad at me right now, but when I try to be mad at her right back, I can’t. Whenever I think of her at all, it’s just a blur of wonder that this fantastic and beautiful and … Continue reading