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For dinner today I made use of Punch’s $3 pizza coupon. The Cortina (sans cheese) was most excellent. As was the company. Five other good things:

Laundry fairies! Ok, ok, so it’s really a commercial but it’s done rather well. And now I wish they were real and would help me. Mostly with folding. Oh how [...]

My most disturbing dreams have nothing to do with the paranormal or being impaled or having snipers targeting me in my bed (though those dreams are plenty distressing, believe me). The most panic-inducing involve my son. Thankfully I don’t often remember them but a recent one was a doozy. In it we were at a [...]

Walking into work this morning I was greeted by my co-worker Matt, who assaulted me with goodness. First, in the form of a vegan blueberry almond cupcake, handcrafted by Sheela, who claims the frosting is made from unicorn tears. Then while consuming (and photographing) said cupcake he showed me various unicorn-related videos. Like Charlie the [...]

Sometimes my son will go to bed with an idea in his head, wake up the next morning and resume hammering away at it immediately. Ad nauseam. Like he’d just pressed the pause button for a spell. The kid sure knows how to wear me down, but he’s not even doing it intentionally. He isn’t [...]

Memory is a funny thing. I’ve threatened to perform under the Angry Butterfly moniker before (my novelty solo noise band) but realized something just the other night. I was reading a book to my son - Miss Nelson is Missing, one of my absolute favorites as a kid - and in it there is a [...]