Let's get a real dog, he said, it'll be fun, he said.
He is a masochist.
It looks like a storm today. Which sucks. I rather enjoyed the beach yesterday. I do this thing where I see my friends posting miserably cold pictures on social media then I walk across the street to the beach and respond. They don't know I am at the beach when I am responding so, it's really just a delicious little devilish inside joke with myself.
Every time someone healthy goes running by as I Dribble I look for something to throw out the window. I don't need that kind of aggravation first thing in the morning.
Ever walked dogs in a monsoon? That is what the kids call "a hoot."
Ever spent time in a Turkish prison?
Someone was singing this to me this morning. That tall white girl can move, yo.