Raw Drip

After many months of the relentless juggling act we all do, I think I deserve a break, right? A little respite from the routine?

Well, instead of a break I’ve decided to spend time with my family in Ohio. Here are some observations about my ‘vacation’, thus far…

- I have superhuman packing abilities (adding that to my list if superpowers later). Seriously, I rock.
- Is there a handbook for grandmothers that dictates one needs to acquire way too many kitschy framed needlepoints, and a yippy liitle dog before they can pass the granny entrance exam?
- Speaking of the yippy dog, I don’t care how gentle she usually is, she’s trying to bite my f***in’ hand off every chance she gets, so she needs to go into her little cage, or back to her lair or whereever the hell it is that little fur-covered demons live.
- Why is there highly breakable crap absolutely everywhere? It’s not like our visit was a big surprise. We’ve been planning it for 8 weeks.
- Why is it that surfaces not covered in kitschy crap are covered in plastic?
- Trust me. Coffee should be a deep brown color.

More live updates from Ohio later. Gotta run and save Tabitha from the 12-pound terror that is Frida the Mini-Schnauzer.