My new writing partner.

This is exactly why I need to find some health insurance when my COBRA runs out. A writer’s life is fraught with peril. Case in point: Pop Tart burn.

at the village board (i won’t say which board) meeting tonight… oh lord. usually they whip through the items pretty quickly but tonight, one trustee managed to drag the meeting out and in the final count, the board spent nearly 30 minutes discussing a $200 park fee to be tacked onto new housing permit and 3 minutes on the upcoming (and possibly urgent) need for a 3.5 million sewage treatment facilitiy.

i should be fair. they also spent a lot of time talking about the puddle in the alley, but that’s been a problem nagging at the village for years.

i’m not kidding.