Around me as I write are packed cardboard boxes, blank walls, and weird shapes in the carpet where things used to be. We’re moving to a proper house with an office for me to play Xbox in, a yard for the dogs to escape from, and whole new swathes of carpet that needs new furniture… Continue reading On Saying Goodbye
If there’s someone you can think of who might have lost a brain, I think I know what happened to it.
This was a bumper week for people making offerings to the Sofa Eating Dumpster God of our apartment complex.
Look, I don’t know…I just love Halloween. Not everything…not having a costume. Not having kids banging on our door for candy. I like the creepiness. I like how, for one night, we all pretend to embrace the things that scare us. We allow ourselves to admit we’re afraid, and then we spend money on those… Continue reading On Halloween
I’m not here to tell you how to do your job, Mr Muscleman, but I will admit to some doubts as to how much of a piano expert you are, based on this image.
What, all of them?
You never know where a reluctant reader might look for inspiration. Sterling work by the Austin Literacy people here.