· Mar 25, 2018 at 9:15 am
Peeps, here’s your wont-you-come-with-me-to-a-place-in-a-little-town Sunday jam.
It’s one thing I really miss about the 90s. Music like this was just as popular as anything else. Maybe it still is and I’m just out of touch.
*Old man yells at cloud*
· Mar 23, 2018 at 2:51 pm
Audio (MP3): 20180323 - Not often with surgical precision
I’m not overly fond of the word, “slice.” I never say slice. Not a slice of pizza or a slice of pie. It’s always a piece.
“Splice” is okay but remove the “p” and it’s out of the question. I never slice anything either. I cut shit. Not often with surgical precision.
This also may be the dumbest thing I’ve ever wrote. Or written. Depending on your grammar.
It’s not the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. That would be when I was holding a lit firecracker, blew it out, and made the mistake of thinking I was good.
These are the kinds of things I think about when I don’t have any real life struggles.
#meanwhile #writtenword #diariespodcast