Lore and I returned to yoga a couple of weeks ago after a hiatus of several years.
I’m not in kindergarten and don’t need to hang everything I draw on the refrigerator.
Neither of us can remember when we last went out for burgers, so we went in search of some tonight.
The stoonts are back from their semester break, which makes driving downtown is like playing offense in Frogger.
My name is Nick.
This evening I really noticed the muffling effect of snow; everything is so quiet tonight.
Adam’s artificial habitat was way overdue for some restyling.
I’ve pretty much mastered drawing rear ends, so I practiced hands and feet with improved results.
I need a new raincoat so I’ve purchased an orange one.
We have a really good vegan restaurant in town: The Red Avocado. But I would stay away from vegan cheesecake. It’s the zombie of desserts.
We finished watching the second season of “Lost” this weekend. I think I’m addicted. Or obsessed. Is there a difference?
It’s probably been a good six months since I’ve attended the drawing group.
I’ve always maintained that the human brain is not meant for modern international travel.
Christmas in Argentina is celebrated on Dec. 24 doesn’t really get started until late at night.