I never thought I could crave a snot-filled kissor a sugar-sticky finger in my eye. Just think, kid, if you were a strangerI’d punch you in the balls for that.
Author: Backpacking Dad
Not cool, Willy
At some overpriced barbecue joint with horrible customer service in Monterey next to the IMax theater. Willy Something-or-Other.
O Hai Eight Is
I went on a self-imposed vacation from the internet: stopped blogging, commenting (though I was still reading….shhh) and Tweeting, and answering e-mails sporadically or not at all. Because I don't care. I'm cool; you can tell because I say that I don't care when I really do and then act like I don't and sabotage…