I know, I know, I stated multiple times in yesterday’s post that I was going to finish my discussion of the firearms registry. Not today. Sorry. I’m in too much pain. I’m sure you’ll live. I probably will, too. I’m not talking pain a figurative sense. I’m not that worked up about what I see…
Tag: my weird life
Shoe Thief
I steal The Electrician’s shoes all the time. It’s his fault because he leaves them here, one ginormous pair at the back door. I think they originally showed up for him to wear while he’s helping me renovate my bathroom, so he doesn’t ruin his “good” black Vans. The Electrician’s shoes rule the back porch….