When I first moved here and Justin was still working in North Carolina, I made the mistake of consecutively watching all five seasons of Six Feet Under while living in an unfamiliar house, alone, save for a couple of scruffy mutts and my own deepening existential thoughts. Read the rest of this gem…
Okay.
They weren’t for me.
I just thought it would be fun to get the song “Peaches,” by the Presidents of the United States of America stuck in your head. Read the rest of this gem…
I need to tell you more about my trip to Charleston.
My first impression of Charleston was that of a well-dressed woman wearing really old underwear. Read the rest of this gem…
*UPDATE* Apparently WordPress decided to uncheck my “allow comments” box on this post, which would explain why there are actually no comments when I thought everyone just hated me. Dang. All fixed. And thanks Shelly for pointing it out to me on Facebook!
Okay.
So you all know I have this unhealthy (to say the least) hankering for hot dogs. Read the rest of this gem…
Bewilderment
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We must become ignorant of what we have been taught
and be instead bewildered. Read the rest of this gem…
I have decided that I must have some freakish dining fetish that draws me to places where I can either watch the food being prepared in a high-action commercial kitchen Read the rest of this gem…
Recently, Justin and I had a really cool opportunity to head to Charleston, South Carolina, a city I’ve always wanted to visit. (Or at least for the past 5 years that we’ve lived relatively close to it.) Read the rest of this gem…