I Don't Have A Lot Of Domestic

That's One Of The Things I Like About Mary Lou. She's Willing To Believe The Worst About Anyone.

He’s Sort Of A Homeless Horse,” I Said. “i’m Leaving For The Airport In Two Seconds, And I Won’t Be Back For A Couple Days. You Can Put The Horse In The Garage, But I Don’t Want That Horse In My Apartment.” “who Would Put A Horse In An Apartment? That’s Dumb.” “where’s The Horse Staying Now?” “my Apartment.” “i Can Always Count On You To Brighten My Day,” Ranger Said. And He Disconnected.

Truth Is, I'm A Good Catholic Girl. The Faith Has Always Been Elusive, But The Guilt Is Intractable.

I Don't Feel So Good." Lula Said. And She Farted. She Squeezed Her Eyes Shut Tight And Did A Full Minute-long Fart. "excuse Me." She Said. I Was Horrified And Impressed All At The Same Time. It Was A Record Breaking Fart. On My Best Day, I Couldn't Come Near To Farting Like That.

When I Was Painting, I Was Painting Stories I Was Telling Myself. When I Look Back At It, Moving To Writing Was A Very Natural Progression For Me.