This little number is called Hot Tub Hairdo. It’s the next The Rachel.

Finally hung my diploma. Nine years later.

First rock climbing expedition today, and it was a blast. A reminder I’m not the young whippersnapper I once was, but I’m ready to do it again.

My US soccer jersey came in the mail today. And only two weeks late!

American beers should come in the same size as British pint glasses.

Dinner: a low carb turkey wrap and fiber crackers. WHAT HAVE I BECOME?!

Being chronically ill is goddamned expensive. Every day I swallow or inject my retirement, future home or a much needed vacation.

What I love about these things is that it’s clearly a generic box that every single place prints on it like an original. Taffy is good!