The way his hair sticks up just so in the back the freckle on his chin Her wild tangle of hair and blueberry grin The gentle way she washes his back As he scrubs her toes The bubbles fill the tub They fill my heart Until I think it could float to the ceiling And… Continue reading Wash Day
The Engineer: I once told N she reminded me of Cyndi Lauper when we were drunk. She got really mad at me. Me: It’s because N is more metal than that. TE: She just wishes she were metal. Me: Well, not everyone can be me. TE: *laughs* You’re not all metal. There’s totally some punk… Continue reading 98% Metal
that I’m thinking that singing Mötley Crüe songs to my dog constitutes a vast improvement in my mental health but it really, really does.