The Daily Coyote “Charlie is a wild-born coyote who was unexpectedly delivered to my doorstep this past April after both his parents were shot for killing sheep. Whatever reservations I had about raising a wild animal simply didn’t matter – couldn’t matter – when I realized his survival, at least in the short term, depended [...]
One of my favorite etsy shops is run by a woman named Kate who lives in Vancouver, and I’ve got a bit of an irrational obsession going on with her wonderful, hand-stitched animals. I’ve already bought several of the hand-stitched elephants (see here), and when she ran out of those I couldn’t resist this bear, [...]
In order to provoke this expression from Chuck, we must stand in front of him and show him a picture of Spencer Pratt. Works every time.
This is Strawberry Shortcake and Angel Cake crammed into a tiny plastic mini-van. You can’t see this, but they are busily texting each other underneath the dashboard. I have my own collection of Strawberry Shortcake figures, ones I played with in my own childhood back when there was no such thing as a cordless phone, [...]
Yesterday afternoon when I picked Leta up from school I asked her teacher if everything had gone well, wanted to make sure that if Leta had thrown her body on the floor that they were able to peel it off in one piece. She asked if we had any pets, because Leta had told the [...]
I bought these at an antique shop for $15 (total steal) on our last trip to San Francisco because they reminded me of my late Granny’s house in Kentucky. She never threw anything away, and as everything collected in the corners of her house it would all turn this off-white color tinged with the slightest [...]
Chuck woke up this morning with a strange growth on his face so menacing that it even made his ears go missing.
While on our walk in the high desert, Chuck and I found an abandoned oil pump in the middle of a wide field. As he wandered off to chase jackrabbits I explored all the textures and weathered mechanisms left behind. Loved this red spigot, a pop of color in a mound of beige junk.
If this doesn’t make sense to you that’s okay, it means you routinely get out of the house unlike some of us.
Posters about modesty and grooming standards for students at BYU (oops, I think I might have killed their server) Oh dear. A reader named Jenny sent me a link to this Flickr photo which then led to some bad memories and a little bit of digging, and that’s when I found the website for the [...]