We've got a lot of stuff. Not valuable stuff, mind you, but a whole lot of junk... tiki mugs, books, CDs, records, tapes, Pez dispensers, clothes... not to mention a stunning array of second- or third-hand kitchen gadgets and pots... (read more)
I think her name was June, but I'm not really sure. I was working in my dad's newsstand in North Philadelphia the first time I saw her... (read more)
Is there any more suburban pastime than planting a vegetable garden? Even when we lived in Philadelphia, we had a great experience growing some cucumbers and tomatoes in our tiny back yard, so when we moved out to the suburbs, it just seemed natural to grow vegetables... (read more)
After a hurricane, we had to have our sunroom rebuilt because a tree fell on it. Fortunately (or unfortunately) for us, we happened to have Dave the Contractor working on our bathroom at the time... (read more)
A crackpot is defined as "a mentally unbalanced or eccentric person." Not that I have anything against crackpots, I do tend to gravitate to crackpots at social functions... (read more)
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