Hey, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle. *scratches Thistle behind the ears*
37/2.7 here, and the sun is shining. On my way to work this morning, I saw a bald eagle snatch a squirrel off the asphalt on Boardman Avenue. Rough neighborhood, I thought to myself.
We're having queso fundido, Asian chicken tenders, hamburger sliders, and loaded potato croquettes. For those with a sweet tooth, there's brownies with a soy sauce-caramel swirl, white hot chocolate, and cinnamon pretzels with cream cheese frosting.
Nope. They only carry satchels of tea blends. Maybe with a kettle and a sugar bowl, bundled around their neck.
Hey, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle. *scratches Thistle behind the ears*
Gary!
Awesome! It's definitely unique. You can't help worrying that some kids might tease him with "Puma" (like the sports brand) or "curry", but hopefully that won't be much of an issue.
Awww. That's so sweet!
I'm a fan of both Sigur Ros and Indochine. I sometimes leave the TV turned on to reruns of shows that I've seen before, just for a bit of "white noise" in the background. If I'm in a particular mood, I might listen to the soundtrack of "Let Me In" for horror scenes, or something like Jim Chappell's "First Kiss" if I'm writing a romantic scene.