I often ask people how do they prefer their steak? Medium rare, medium, medium well, well done, and last but not least Blue. (Don’t ask what blue is) I often correlate a friendship by how someone orders their beef. Medium rare? Friends. Medium? Best friends. Medium well? I may break up a fight for you,
Sorry guys and gals, I’ve had writers block for about two months. No, just kidding. I honestly don’t even know what that means. Hold on…. (“Writer’s block is a condition, primarily associated with writing, in which an author loses the ability to produce new work, or experiences a creative slowdown”) Creative slowdown? I suppose that’s what I’ll
I wonder if I’ll see tumble weeds. Should I leave bread crumbs for people to come find me if I get lost? What the hell is in Raymond, New Hampshire and why the hell am I here? Those were the thoughts that were going through my mind as I drove from state to state during
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