Figures it would be a billion degrees the one week I have to spend every evening in my office working on stuff. I don’t know how the cats do it, what with wearing a luxurious fur coat at all times. Montag is the sweetest little dude and follows me like a shadow, so he’s been […]
Finally made it out to Fosselman’s on Sunday, lactose intolerance be damned.
We always kinda end up at Permanent Records on a whim. Saturday was no different.
The best way to beat the current oven-like temperatures of the house is to go somewhere with fridge-like ones instead. What better place than the one where they store dead bones and thousands-of-years-old artifacts? To the museum we go!
