… except Loony but who cares what he thinks. Yesterday my phone blew up with people texting me pictures and videos of this bad motherfucker. Yes, I went there with the penis reference. OF COURSE I WENT THERE! WHEN DO I NOT GO THERE? I’m not alone. and … I love how supportive my community […]
I present to you Le Coop Du Jour. Like soup du jour but with a coop. That’s French for coop of the day because they use it during the day. And coop rhymes with soup. Get it?
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.
I’m very much enjoying my staycation. It is way more relaxing than going anywhere even with a house full of guests and chicken emergencies.
Loony told me that there were naked people on the 3rd floor deck so I popped up with my camera to see what was going on.
Nina said that a friend noticed that lately I haven’t been as quick to reply to emails and texts. She didn’t mean it in a negative way, more of a “I wonder what Viv’s up to,” way. Nina’s response was perfect. “Vivienne is really engaged in her kids this summer and not as available.” She […]
I pondered the great irony that so far our trips have turned into fiascos because the same kid had to take a shit.
I guess I should continue cultivating a little mystery around my shirtless dinner parties, even though they aren’t exactly my idea .
As the night wore on and I got more drunk I asked some question that I can’t remember and Loony answered, “It might be the panda.”
It’s those bleary early morning and late night conversations that are rewarding and memorable. When the eyelashes are off and the hair is in a ponytail is when I get to see the complex individual behind the carefully crafted public persona.