Day 23. Here we are. We are here!
Some pics and commentary from the last six months. Please to enjoy.
Day 21. Halved and doubled.
Shared sorrow is halved; shared joy is doubled. Food is food but good cooking makes me happy.
Day 20. The real one.
An easy night.
Day 20. Practically Normal.
Normal, hell! How about a mixtape for your idiot dancing pleasure?
Hey 19. (I don’t like Steely Dan, but can’t resist wordplay.)
I'm as scattered as a shake of celery salt. But at least as flavorful!
Day Sebenteen. No change.
Me and Dad, I love him 17 billion percent.