The real estate office that occupies the storefront of my building. They also have The White House listed as one of their properties up for rent and a poster of all of the former presidents of the United States with a monkey in place of Little George.

Part of a shuffleboard game that I found in a pile of trash on the sidewalk. I tore up the rest of the game just to get the best part. I’m going to cut it into smaller pieces and use it as covers for some blank books I want to make. I figure I can get at least 4 books out of this.

A book I made today.

Which all leads me to this random story from yesterday that has nothing to do with any of this. I went into the city to meet with two girls/ladies about some freelance. They were going on and on about how funny my site was and how entertained they were with my writing. I, of course, politely thanked them, but being that I’m the funniest person I know, this wasn’t anything new. What was new was when we reached the halfway point of our meeting and one of them felt comfortable enough with me to confess the following:

“I have to tell you this. When I went to your site, I started reading it and I couldn’t stop. I went from page to page and I thought to myself, ‘Oh my gosh, I am so in love with him. I’ve found the man of my dreams. He’s so funny and the way he writes and the things he says…” and then I saw that your name was, Sarah, and I was like, ‘Damn.’”

My reaction? Hysterical laughter. And then, “You realize you’re going on the blog for this don’t you?”

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