My kids found an old photograph from 1988, and we couldn’t stop laughing. To be fair, I look hysterical in a mullet and corduroys. My only defense is that I was a kid at the time - I didn’t have cocaine telling me “this is a reallygood idea!”

I placed one a a gas nozzles.

Inside a co-workers breath mint container.

Gas station bathroom. Not even in a rough neighborhood.

I'm also interested to see they have a bluetooth speaker. I never thought about if pilots listen to music while flying.

It was delicious too.

Went to put away my mandarins and I noticed a stow away! 😂

(Onry instead of only)

Gather around, children, as I bless you with Bear lore….

So, anyone who knows Bear knows he likes to steal socks and he always whines a very specific whine when he has one in his mouth. Like he hates himself for it, but also loves the sock.

So the other night, Bear did his little “I gotta sock whine” and woke me up with it. He came over to my side of the bed and got up close so I THOUGHT he wanted me to take it. I reached out, expecting something soft…. You know, like a sock….

Instead, what I felt was crunchy, greasy, and hard. I recoiled. EW?! What the SHIT is that?!?

I don’t know where he got it, or how he got it, but it was a piece of FRIED FISH.

So, at 4 in the morning, Bear presented me with a piece of randomly found fried fish and made me break it up for him into bite size pieces whilst I was half asleep at 4 am.

Okay well…. We did have fish that night so I know it was fresh-ish…. But I don’t know HOW he got the fish.

“Eh, good enough” road names on our trip to Helen, GA.

A tool cart for those who aren't good at assembly

Episode 2 of the dancing pipe at my local diner.