Banana Cream Pie
It has been; actually I do not know how long its been. But I miss her. I miss her smile, her dancing, her spanglish. “Longer you don’t make a mess” I miss everything from her Skechers, to her pink beanie and pony tail. She was […]
Tag: curator
Geoffrey, where the fuck are you?
you know I don’t want to be one of those parents who screams at their kids. And yet I do. I have tried to be chill, let it slide, disengage, negotiate, whatever you do with a one year old. Nothing works. God Damn she knows […]
Humpty Dumpty Had a Great Fall
Can we talk about the elephant in the room? If only I could turn back the hands of time. Two years of isolation, a rebirth, a drop kick right in the neck, a coma then repeat that 5X fast. We have got to move on. […]
She reaaadddyyyy
We did it y’all! We fucking finally did it! And when I say We I mean the multiple personalities trolling my mind telling me I can’t! In my last post I had put a few things on hold to curate a POP UP! With just […]