It all started with the jeans. A few weeks ago, I went shopping with the intention of getting a pair of jeans I could wear…
Remind me to tell you about the poop armada sometime. It’s funny, even though my mom insists it’s the poop flotilla.
New Orleans smells like pee and garbage. That was my first impression, which was acquired the moment I stepped off the plane into the oldest…
On Thursday I will be in New Orleans. On Thursday I will be in New Orleans. On Thursday I will be in New Orleans.
Apparently my parents had been hearing him in the walls for several days, but I didn’t find out about the mouse until I saw the…