The Incredible, Inedible Egg

Earlier this month, Brittany and I were almost killed by rancid chicken menstruations. Ok, maybe rancid is a bit too strong of a word, but using a term like “bad eggs” to describe what we ate late one… Read More

I Wonder About The Trees

Brittany and I wanted to take Trey to pick out a Christmas tree at the first of the month, but time and the elements conspired against our efforts, culminating in the grand and whimpering anti-climactic fury of an… Read More