In relationships I’m like a tech entrepreneur: fail fast and fail forward (into my spaghetti).
Why am I not scared of haunted houses? I don’t know, nothing jumps out at me.
Life is like a Jewish telegram: “Begin worrying! Details to follow…”
Let’s pray this doesn't happen a third time. For peace of mind, I encourage you to hug your loved ones, renew your passport, liquidate assets, etc.
It goes without saying that when you've sniffed wax with as many husbands in home décor stores as I have, you tend to get jaded.
Fairweather Friend Season commences with the onset of colder temperatures, and/or bird migration, and/or closed-toed shoes.
A few alternative ideas for how to return to your youthful self and satisfy the urge to get back behind the desk.
As the sun sets on the horizon, I use the bottle opener to crack open some ice cold beers and bond with my shipmates.
In 200 feet, check the mirror to ensure your child hasn’t escaped the car seat like a little Gen Alpha Houdini.
Though I’ve never worked in the service industry nor do I know anyone who has, I know that, like all jobs, the head honcho is the daddy.
In relationships I’m like a tech entrepreneur: fail fast and fail forward (into my spaghetti).
Why am I not scared of haunted houses? I don’t know, nothing jumps out at me.
Life is like a Jewish telegram: “Begin worrying! Details to follow…”
Fairweather Friend Season commences with the onset of colder temperatures, and/or bird migration, and/or closed-toed shoes.
As the sun sets on the horizon, I use the bottle opener to crack open some ice cold beers and bond with my shipmates.
Scout is as energetic, spry, and sly as ever—the Paul Rudd of lab mixes. What’s his secret? “I sleep sixteen hours a day,” he deadpans.
We know this isn’t the news you wanted to hear, but unfortunately our pool was full of more qualified applicants or people we already know who lived closer.
Scout is as energetic, spry, and sly as ever—the Paul Rudd of lab mixes. What’s his secret? “I sleep sixteen hours a day,” he deadpans.
We know this isn’t the news you wanted to hear, but unfortunately our pool was full of more qualified applicants or people we already know who lived closer.
I’m alone. There is no other person on Facebook. Every day, I open Facebook. I look for any sign of human life. There is none.