If you were wondering if my two-week absence was due to alcohol poisoning or being in a 30-day rehab, you would be wrong.
I also thought that Radish’s passing would be a good opportunity to get an honest feel for how my neighbors actually felt about his incessant crowing.
This morning I saw my neighbor getting into her car and I thanked her for the cup of coffee she left for me after I used my snowblower to clear her sidewalk. She replied (yelling from across the street), “And thank YOU for the blowjob.” Did I mention she’s retired pediatric nurse practitioner and educator […]
After taking one fall and experiencing zero pain, I realized that the mountain was my bitch.