Dear Skin:

You are, apparently, revolting against me. This is a problem. Then again, it's probably a reflection of how poorly I've been treating my body for the last few years, and it's come to a head. Time for a change. Please, stop inviting insect bites and strange aberrations. I'm too old for this. N


It's fun living next to such a furniture store. At the moment there is Latin music blaring from your parking lot, the sound of laughter and fun floating through my window at 10AM. I smell charcoal burning, there must be a barbecue going on or something. One of these mornings I'm going to have to … Continue reading Dear FAMSA: