My dad always says to open with a joke. So we’ll start with one I just made: Patron to waiter: “Knock knock.” Waiter: “Who’s there?” Patron: “Chamomile.” Waiter: “Chamomile who?” Patron: “Chamomile come any faster? I’m starving…” *Ba dum tissss* (Surely that’s been made up somewhere, sometime prior to now. But we’ll pretend it wasn’t.) My ridiculous opener is meant to illustrate one of my most salient character defects: impatience… Read More
I love that this guys loves vacuums as much as I do…
Requesting a vacuum cleaner this Christmas made me feel old, alone, and a bit insane. What made me feel worse? The dewey eyed excitement response I wasn’t expecting to have when I got it. And when I took it home. And when I turned into a floor-specific Cinderella…. But apparently, it’s not just old, solitary, possibly crazy folk who are into this stuff. Because this 14 year old kid called.. Read More