Monthly Archives: November 2010

Sniffing bean dips, chewing brownies, inspecting casseroles for clues, you’re swishing and swallowing while channeling all your body’s powers towards your mouth. Make sure to close your eyes, sniff bunny sniffs, and slowly move that chewed-up paste around your tongue … Continue reading →

Water, water, everywhere. Most of our brains and our blood and our bodies are water. Most of our babies and our beagles and our baths are water. Water rinses apples and washes cars. Water steams carrots and cures SARS.* (*Study … Continue reading →

Hands up if you’ve ever been a bachelor. People, if you’ve been there you know the lazy-boned joy of sleeping in a bed half-covered in clothes, eating breakfast over the sink to avoid using one of your three plates, and … Continue reading →

Flex those spaghetti arms, grit those teeth, and look absolutely adorable. AWESOME! Photo from: here

Ring the bell. We’re supposed to run around. We’re not supposed to be still. We’re not supposed to be quiet. Pull out to our spinning planet swirling on its axis in the middle of our solar system. Pull out to … Continue reading →

Big buildings full of flickering lights, faded paint on rusty water towers, and mirrory windows of familiar stores welcome you all the way back home… Smile and hit the gas as familiar feelings soak back into your brain. Smooth streets … Continue reading →

I have a fat wallet. Stuffed to the gills with plastic cards and old receipts it sort of looks like a messy paper sandwich. I barely squeeze it into my jeans and when I sit down it sharply jabs my … Continue reading →

And driving it right out. AWESOME! Photo from: here

It’s what life’s all about. Seeing old people holding hands is a symbol of a lifelong companionship full of knowing glances, inside smiles, and warm feelings in waiting hearts. As you watch them mosey down the boardwalk during the sunset … Continue reading →

Umbrella karma is when you lose your umbrella somewhere but then randomly find another one somewhere else. Whoops, left your rainshade in the restaurant? No worries, there’s an extra one in your front closet from last week’s party. Shoot, did … Continue reading →