I’m Laughing Until The End


My mom and I (and assorted others) have been taking weekend walks. We needed it. It’s good to spend actual time with Martha. Martha has decided that no matter what happens in November, she was going to laugh. We would laugh. Sure, the election could be really bad, but as long as we are here, we’re going to find ways to laugh. I’m totally with Martha on this. We might as well...

He’s Leaving Home…Bye, Bye


I learned how to make buttermilk biscuits from scratch while living in isolation.
Holy shit, you guys. Mother Nature sent me to my room in March. She was not fucking around. 
Anyway, I’m not saying I made the perfect batch. I’m just saying my next batch couldn’t be better if they were made by baby angels riding on unicorns.


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