It’s a Monday morning. Baby girl likes to stuff her plushy kitten into the doll’s highchair so she can feed him ‘cheeee!!’ In Baby Girl speak, that’s cheese. Of course, I’m […]
Stupid Calliou.
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A Palm Tree Lined Paradise
The nights here are magical. And I often wonder, why isn’t everyone outside like I am? I mean, this place is paradise. When I go out to run, it’s normally around 9:00 […]
That’s why.
Sept 11, 2014 The sweat is a purging force. It feels amazing. But it didn’t always feel that way. I used to hate it. Now, I crave it. Sometimes I sweat […]
Demon clowns don’t scare me.
9/12/2014 Tonight was strange. I was running through the gated neighborhood across the street (Yes, I run now. You know. No big deal.) I passed a wide storm drain opening in the […]
Honey and the Homewrecker. 