MonthAugust 2013

I SUCK AT THE SMALL TALK

by Jeff

I suck at small talk. It’s not that I’m not wordy or unable to spew nonsense. I just can’t chat about weather. Or end tables. Continue reading

Don’t worry, she’s fine.

by Jeff

Apparently, my mom has what’s called a “resting bitch face.” Continue reading

Children are like crack. Crack cocaine in case that wasn’t clear.

by Jeff

I’ve gotten into discussions with childless friends about what it’s like to be childful. Continue reading

Say hello to my little friend.

by Jeff

Meet Tommy. He’s not going to sit nice for your photo. He doesn’t give a shit how much you want him to. Continue reading

GHOSTS

by Jeff

Recently, near bedtime, Ben decided to scare the hell out of Jill. She was putting him to bed when he looked up into the corner of the room and asked Jill “Who’s dat?” Jill didn’t really have an answer because no one was there. Continue reading

Mulberry Follow-Up

by Jeff

Well, my mother-in-law found out about the original MULBERRY post—despite all of my best efforts, Continue reading