Monthly Archives: July 2007
Dough!
Ugh, I hate overhearing bits of conversations. Overheard: “…and then chunks of toast came flying out of him…” (atypicalsnowman)
Entrée encore
I have successfully compelled an entire restaurant of people to sing hey jude. I can die now. (atypicalsnowman)
BBQ blues
I wish my neighborhood was into this holiday. I think we’re the only ones bbq-ing. It’s almost un-American. (atypicalsnowman)
