An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

Barnacle

Marlo woke up at 6 AM on Saturday morning and, having grown suction cups on every limb overnight, attached herself to my body for the next seven hours. I had to be holding her or actively interacting with her every single second. I dated four…

December 19, 2011

Meowrsers!

Look who got some new mittens! (Admittedly, this picture does seem a little NSFW.)

Sunset, The Great Salt Lake

This time of year when you drive near the lake it smells of brine shrimp, rusted metal, and a desperate need to believe that this was the right place to settle.