Another Sunday in the books. Unsurprisingly, I remain terrible at small talk, especially when I’m possessed of none of the shared memories involved in said diminuitive talk. Now I have to go make hot dogs.
(being a ramshackle cavalcade of whatever emerges from the mind/shed/whim of one tyler w weaver)
Another Sunday in the books. Unsurprisingly, I remain terrible at small talk, especially when I’m possessed of none of the shared memories involved in said diminuitive talk. Now I have to go make hot dogs.