Playful, elegant, and not above the judicious use of the word “shit."

Where the MY STUFF! gene came from

This is what happens when you send Jon out on an errand to pick up one specific thing. In this instance he was supposed to return home with a wireless router, but when he pulled into the driveway the car almost tipped over from the massive weight of all the other stuff he picked up. Like this high-tech tripod for our camera. That he wore on his head for two hours. More than 12 hours later I am still turned on.

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