5.19.2015

Mental Break In

Imagine yourself in the following situation: it's late. So late it's actually early. You're sound asleep under the warm, snuggly covers. You're in the middle of one of those sleepy roll overs where you're awake for like a half second as you get into an even more snuggly and comfortable position. All you hear is the soft breathing of your spouse next to you.

CLICK

What was that? You snap to alertness for a split second before you chuckle to yourself. Nothing. Of course it was nothing! Probably some electronic device or the furnace or whatever cycling on or off. You glance at the clock: 4:25am. Perfect. You can probably snag another complete REM cycle before it's time to wake up. You close your eyes and begin to drift off.

And then you hear shit in your bathroom falling off the shelf and clattering around on the floor. 

4.27.2015

My Address May Say "Seattle..."

But my neighborhood blog never fails to remind me we're straight up 'burbs around here.


4.03.2015

Since what?


I don't mean to judge your lifestyle, Chef John, but I'm gonna pass on the...uh, balls.