The last zucchini has died. I should write a mournful obit like I did for the kid’s frogs that one time (Here) but I’m not feeling it. Everything in my (small, container) garden is dying. All that’s left are a few wisps of green of carrots that might have survived the caterpillars, but can’t seem […]
I had a 220-day streak. I had a pterodactyl. His name was Steve. But last night, somewhere among the fifty fifteen tabs working on the website and the fifteen fifty Tom Hiddleston pics/gifs/videos and the other stuff I’ll get to sometime, I lost track of the 750words tab and forgot about it. I broke my
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