Peter Frampton was for Marlo. This… this was for Leta.
Yet another first for my child who is drawn to books and art and writing elaborate fictional stories in a summer replete with physically breaking free.
When someone describes the culture here as “sometimes a little weird” this should help explain that a bit.
Here I am talking about farts and I am not happy about it. Not one bit.
Choose your battles, name them one by one.
One of the best things about having girls is getting to do things like this with them. I will pull up this post in the future when all of our periods sync up.
From Salt Lake to Dallas, Dallas to Hong Kong, Hong Kong to Southeast Asia, Southeast Asia to your screen.
My car stereo is mine no more. Until one of them starts to like modern country music and then I lie and say that music has been outlawed.
The blood work is going to come back and indicate that there is too much Morrissey in his system.
A little bit about why these friendships and connections with women are by far one of the highlights of my career.