He is very soon headed to the salon, and they really need to pay attention to his cuticles this time.
The verdict is in, and the photographer who took these can feel confident in his skill.
“You know what else I’ve also learned about cancer? It’s stealth. It is a stealth disease. It is so under wraps that it has invaded you before you even have a clue.”
To help silence or at least decrease the number of question marks people use when I tell them where I live.
It turns out that posh toothbrushes exist. This knowledge now takes up space in my brain.
Sure, there’s more green Jell-O here than there is in the entire rest of the world, but there’s also this.
When Marlo asks what she was like at five years old I’ll pull up this post and say, “This is a small but very accurate sample.”
Very rarely do I use the flash on my camera, but there are certain instances when it is required.
Snow in October. Just as certain as death and taxes.
“Chi son? Sono un poeta. Che cosa faccio? Scrivo. E come vivo? Vivo. In povertà mia lieta scialo da gran signore rime ed inni d’amore.”