your tailor is not your friend

they gleefully point out the inadequacies of your aging body that they must cover up and hide.

so self conscious right now but too lazy to do anything about it.

tax dollars at work

for the first time in my life i feel like my tax dollars are actually doing something.

i complained to the city about some holes in the dog park that Santos hurt herself in and several days later they were filled.

i can just picture a bunch of grumpy, burly dudes in safety vests cursing under their breath while navigating shovelfuls of dirt through doggie landmines.

i’m shocked. really i am.