Gas Station Sushi
Mixing Bleach with Ammonia
The Collected Poems of Joyce Kilmer
I have never before troubled you with a request.
The saints whose ears I chiefly worry with my pleas
are the most exquisite and maternal Brigid,
Gallant Saint Stephen, who puts fire in my blood,
And your brother bishop, my patron,
The generous and jovial Saint Nicholas of Bari.
Using the nominative case correctly in dialogue
‘It is I, Bugsy Malone, whom you shall never nab, dirty copper.”
Ranting about how the police need to be defunded at a family reunion in Pickens, SC.
Barry Manilow cover bands
Polka Hawaiian Jazz Fusion
Handfeeding Wobbly Foxes
Hitchhiking In Compton wearing a Confederate flag emblazoned tee shirt
Waste of time blog posts on beautiful October afternoons