Excellent question. Foregoing the obvious answer of what the tsunami sounds like when it comes in contact with things — land, cars, houses, etc.–and instead
I’m pretty sure I’ve come up with an idea for a business that can help fix the world in a meaningful way. I’m going to
Yeah, I’ve got a thought on election day. Here’s that thought — it should be on February 29th. And it’s like the universe gave us
Skittleburst pie. What’s Skittleburst Pie? It’s something my niece and I invented for Thanksgiving dinner but only I was stupid enough to try it. Basically
I don’t know if fighting remains the best tactic for surviving. It’s almost implicit that engaging in fighting acknowledges the idea of sides and rules.
I’ve fallen in love with enough song lyrics that if I indulged this (instead of just talking about it), I’d only be ink and blood