Every once in a while things around Camp Grayson become a little redundant and I find I have nothing new to write about. Sure, I can come up with a paragraph or two about poop, or translate a bit of conversation with the Little Mister to fill up some blog posts, but having enough material to write a full article on can be like trying to squeeze that last little amount of toothpaste stuck to the inside of the tube. You might get a little drop to clean your teeth but your breath still stinks.
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Hey James, thanks for the link on your column. Hadn't heard of Quirkee, so thanks for introducing it to me.
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