Imagine you're baking a loaf of bread. A nice crusty loaf just starting to brown, the inside fluffy, warm, and full of holes. Now picture injecting that loaf through the bottom with some type of melted candy that fills in all the air pockets. What if that goo filled every nook and cranny and even... Continue Reading →
"When I win the lottery Gonna buy all the girls on my block Color TV and a bottle of French perfume When I win the lottery Gonna donate half my money to the city So they have to name a street or a school or a park after me When I win the lottery" -Lyrics... Continue Reading →
Shelter. The first order of business in preparing for the upcoming adventures is to find a tent. One that comfortably sleeps two people, keeps us cozy and dry, and won't weigh us down. It's a precarious balancing act. I can't spend a huge amount on a tent because I need to buy pretty much everything, but... Continue Reading →
I love to tell people that when Erin and I met, I was twice her age. Erin was twenty-one and I trust you to do the math. That was eight years ago: I’ll always be twenty-one years older, but I’ll never be twice her age again. Maybe I like to tell people as an excuse... Continue Reading →
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