Conspiracy

Taco Time wants you to eat meat. It’s one thing to give Rob a crisp beef burrito instead of a crisp bean burrito, cus those sorta sound alike. That’s happened at multiple Taco Times. Though he’s a carnivore, for some reason he can’t stomach the beef burrito, and always makes a face, puts it downContinue reading “Conspiracy”

Spar

I don’t like to spar. Something about punches and kicks coming my way when I do not have a specific plan to deal with them makes me uneasy. I enjoy combinations and drills. You hold pads while I kick and punch. We both wear gloves and you punch me in this choreographed fashion and IContinue reading “Spar”

Spit Bugs

I’ve noticed a foamy white substance on the stems of my roses and also the blackberries in the backyard. I asked my mother, a prolific gardener, and Rob’s mother, who has lived in this region her whole life, and yet it was Rob who had instant recognition, “Spit bugs!” he said. “There’s a bug inContinue reading “Spit Bugs”