Archive for August 29, 2004
End of Life Crisis
A week ago, I was eating lunch and saw a family (mom + dad + late teenage years girl) on the next table just finishing up their lunch and leaving. Nothing special right? Wrong. 60+ years mom still believes she is hip and with-it by dressing as a 15 year old girl. I’m not farting [...]
Dude, Where’s My Time?
So I’m up in Boston for the weekend for 2 reasons. 1) Bring back the last of my stuff to VA. 2) Help D move from Boston to her new home 2 hours away. For a little person, D has an amazing amount of stuff. I hate her. I hate moving. I hate strenuous activity [...]