Jell-o, Mrs. America, and Semi-Automatic Assault Ovens
I decided to start counting my steps, just out of curiosity. I know it’s not a competition and I honestly am not trying to brag or intimidate anyone, but I came pretty damned close to breaking 100 steps this week.
Witch Hunts, Snowball Fights, and What Men Can Do
Holy shit! It was so cold this weekend that I hugged Frank D’Angelo just to get warm.