My Sam Harris piece is coming up shortly. In the meantime, a quick photoblog. I've had way to many 'rainy' photoblogs this winter. Gimme some damn winter already.
I've never seen a dog hate being photographed so much. Maybe she has body-image issues or something.
There are times when you find another man in your bed with your gal, but you just can't get angry... but is he reading my Eugene Debs biography as well? The nerve...
First cookbook-worthy photo ever, of some French mushroom dish I made for New Years but would not eat, due to my intense hatred of food mushrooms.
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