Quick Change
Pissouri Beach, Cyprus. Sunday: Pissouri Beach, Cyprus. Monday: I feel bad for these guys: And these guys, too, but to a slightly lesser extent (because hey, Cyprus):
Pissouri Beach, Cyprus. Sunday: Pissouri Beach, Cyprus. Monday: I feel bad for these guys: And these guys, too, but to a slightly lesser extent (because hey, Cyprus):
Here’s a cool image of sand magnified several hundred times. If you think about it, grains of sand are just like people: They’re unique, they’re beautiful, and they’re awkwardly uncomfortable when they get all up in your private business.… Read More Stuck in the Cracks
Several times a day, one of our cats will walk up to us, stare us down, then meow incessantly for like five minutes straight: “Meow. Meow. Meow. Meow. Meow.” Of course, that makes us wish that we had some sort of cat translator, so we could know what exactly he’s trying to say to us.… Read More Speaking Cat
The graphic that’s been going around on why books are important for kids inspired me to create one that’s more applicable to myself….
Getting a hotel downtown for the weekend to celebrate our anniversary + making the most of not having to drive home = pukiest anniversary ever.
When people post screenshots from their phone, do you sometimes end up tapping the navigation buttons on the screenshot repeatedly, wondering why your phone has frozen, before remembering that you’re looking at a screenshot?
You wouldn’t believe how many times I mentally high-fived myself after I pulled this off. And it only took me… well, like 10 minutes.
Last night was my official “farewell celebration” to mark the start of my new career. I was hoping to make it at least 40 years without ever puking in a cab. So much for that plan….
Melissa had a dream that we got engaged, so I asked her how I proposed. She replied that a ring just magically appeared on her finger. Damn. That’s a pretty high bar to set.