humor

Mondays don’t matter

It is the best day ever! A Monday, full-on sun, and I’m not working yet. I smoked a five-pound pork shoulder on the bone and weeded, planted flowers, just poured a beer and it’s only 3.

Filling holes

The firepit, my bloody toe. We slept with all the windows open and it felt like camping. Four years later and we finally moved that mound of soil to the vegetable garden. It takes a global pandemic for us to… Read More ›

19

And I thought back to when I was 19, and what I could remember of that: The Cure had released Disintegration and a roommate had the CD.