Month: January 2004

Men wish they were from Mars I wish B and I were in the same city. That way, I can track every woman he falls in love with, and see for myself how he gets himself into such strife, and nip the next crush in the bud before it becomes the next crash. I can…

my nephew’s version of Old MacDonald’s Farm, which is stuck in my head: Old MacDonald had a farm, ai yo ai yo oh. Quack quack here, quack quack here, quack quack quack quack, bo woo woof, bo woo woof, Old MacDonald had a farm, ai yo ai yo oh.