Let’s talk trash!
All in Wine and Roses
If I had a nickle for every time a landlord sold our rental homes out from under us, I’d have two nickles. Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it’s happened twice.
An exhaustive accounting of all the stuff I smeared on my face and/or body this past year in a futile effort to combat the ravages of time.
In lieu of a weekend links dump, come have a rummage through the copious amounts of rubbish I’ve been hoarding all year long.