Bowling With the Bosses and My Mom – Back to Guitar and Random Great Wine – Work… ?
It’s so impossible to get out of the new bed. Especially when not truly inspired to work. I always want to send stuff that I didn’t pitch. The winds are fucking crazy. My plants are shuffling like crazy. I’m not sure if the basil plant is going to survive. I’m so fucking sore. My left…
Confusing Word Vomit in Two Far Farm Countries – Shooting Macro: The Gig is Fun, Is Not Often Enough – Ramona Ribs
I’m sitting outside a Dunkin’ Donuts in downtown San Diego, drinking coffee and eating a granola bar. Neither are from DD (not Dungeons & Dragons). The establishment is packed with people. I wanted a breakfast sandwich. But granola and coffee from my brother’s office will suffice for now. I didn’t have time to word vomit…