January 3, 2012Yesterday, standing outside Village Coffee, Lindsay reached for my double espresso, took a sip, stared at me, took another sip, stared, smiled, sipped again, and said, “Sorry, I’m totally kibashing [sic] your coffee.” So many things wrong here, and so little time to explore them. The first problem was how she said [...]
Read the full article → January 2, 2012During a 6:30pm drum circle of skillets and metal lids, Silas (4) found the two most aurally malignant pieces and promptly Sheila E ‘d the shit out of them. I would have walked away, but with Arlo (2) sitting inside the floor-level cabinet keeping his own beat by opening and [...]
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