There is nothing that can make me leave this house ever again, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! “What? Who’s coming to town”? “Laurie Anderson?” “No way! Here?" “Orpheum Theater downtown Los Angeles.” DAMN FINE SHOT “I haven’t been outside this house in five years but just that name alone changes all thought processes. A chance to see God, live
DFO Field Trip
“IF YA SMELLLLLLLLLL….” – When Smackdown Comes to Town
Wumbo Wednesday With Weaselo: The Weasel and the Spinning Wheel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MY0eeotSDi8 I promise I did not crash again, either in the Snowmageddonpocalypse that didn't drop any snow on the city (just north, like the snow game we saw in Foxboro) or the intense winds last night. No, this is to make fun of my… pottery skills! Or lack thereof, since I had
Boots on the Ground: Porto Portugal! Final chapter, Portugal The Food
I've already shared with you the francesinha from my first day in Porto. Before. With proper gravy application. And the detritus afterwards. For the public record, the beer you see in the photos "Super Bock" is a goddamn keeper. That shit is delicious and always served cold and frosty. Hell a man could drink that