Category Being Twenty Seven.
A little bit of Father’s Day, a little bit of Montana. A lot of opinion.
First, Sunday was Father’s Day, and I haven’t sent my dad’s card out yet. I have it, I have stamps for postage, I just keep forgetting to put it in the mail. Whatever that card says kind of pales in comparison to who my dad actually is, but it’s always the thought that counts right? […]
Feeling generous.
It is barely 8:30 in the morning, and I have already witnessed a gross public display of rude behavior. I wanted to get right up on my ivory tower, and take it straight to Facebook or Twitter. I mean, what I think and feel is that important, and everyone should know right? I won’t, because […]
Unexpected Liberation 