Turkey Time Vortexes
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I don't know how people make time for things.
Read MoreA Hummus Halloween
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Pictured above is my house. I didn't have time to carve a pumpkin this year, so instead I got 5 green lightbulbs and borrowed some desk lamps to put in some of the windows. The effect ended up pretty eerie. I would say that it's the reason why we didn't get very many trick or treaters, but I just can't say that with absolute certainty.
Scarier than a haunted house was the fun discovery that I am allergic to hummus.
Read MoreBelated Llama Head
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I have 100% accepted the fact that I am a performer. Is it an attention thing? Maybe. I think my favorite moments are when I'm an invisible performer, though. I like playing music and telling stories, but I really like wearing costumes. I like stepping outside of myself and acting completely ridiculous. I love becoming a character.
That's why I made this head for Llama Fest 2014.
Read MoreA Piece of Green Bean
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My grandma believes that Capri Suns can cure diabetes and that red Gatorade will give you cancer.
She loves anything with sugar in it. Dinner will hardly be touched, but she’ll always ask what’s for desert. For a few days she didn’t eat anything but Cracker Jacks.
Seriously lacking vegetables this week, we included some roasted green beans with our dinner tonight, and we told her that she had to eat two of them in order to get desert.
“Well, what’s for desert?”
“Chocolate chip cookies. Fresh from the oven.”
Her expression was pained. She wanted those cookies, but 3 cherry tomatoes, a small potato and two green beans was a big request. She said, “We’ll see.”
Read MoreCabin Life Continues (with drawings)
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I don’t think about the movie Dunston Checks In. It’s the one where an Orangutan comes into a hotel, runs away from his jewel thief owner and becomes buddies with the son of the hotel manager. It’s a forgotten speck in film history, for probably good reasons, and yet it turned up on our options of what to watch last night.
It didn’t get picked. What beat it out? The Birds by Alfred Hitchcock. I couldn’t fall sleep for hours.
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