by The Weed | Jun 19, 2011 | The Weed
I forgot my razor in Utah. Because that’s how I roll. (Did I ever explain that after taking the train to Portland I drove 14 hours in the car with my brothers and parents to Utah and that’s where I visited my grandma?) Wife ran and bought me one (thus...
by The Weed | Jun 16, 2011 | The Weed
I’m sitting in an airport now. In Phoenix. Because nothing makes more sense when flying from Salt Lake City, Utah to Seattle, Washington than to take a quick pit stop in Arizona, which is precisely the opposite direction of my destination. Thank you Expedia. Why...
by The Weed | Jun 9, 2011 | The Weed
I’m on my way to Portland because my grandma’s not doing too hot and my family’s getting together to be with her. I was supposed to take the train. I love the train. It’s serene, and they play a movie, and it’s beautiful to watch the Great Northwest through your...
by The Weed | Jun 2, 2011 | The Weed
Oh wow. My size 34 slacks are groaning in discomfort right now. And that’s because they’re being ruthlessly strangled by my growing fat rolls. This is not pretty. Have I mentioned that I used to be fat? And when I say fat, I don’t mean like, oh, look...
by The Weed | May 26, 2011 | The Weed
Hey remember a long time ago when I used to do a Wednesday wrap-up because there were little tidbits I wanted to talk about, but nothing that warranted a full-fledged post? You don’t? Well, that’s probably because I tried it twice like five months ago then...
by The Weed | May 24, 2011 | The Weed
The other night, my oldest daughter Anna (who just turned five years old–I can hardly believe it) was watching American Idol with her Grandma when she saw a special musical guest on the show, Lady Gaga. “Who is that, Memaw?” she asked....