November 22, 2008
Everyone’s had those moments where their partner arrives home, more than a little tipsy, and mumbles that they’ve accomplished some sort of drunken superhero act. In the past, Adam has arrived home with these delightful summaries of his evening for me:
• “I’ve just called my boss a bitch in front of all 250 staff!”
• “I [...]
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October 18, 2008
After a lifetime of household members unexpectedly entering a room to find me thrashing around and jumping off furniture, in what usually began as air guitar but always progressed to some sort of impression of the onset of an airborne orgasm; I decided to learn bass guitar for real this year.
My selection criteria for the [...]
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