Here Are Ten Kinds of Famous I Would Be Okay With Being
You know, in the event someone forced me to be famous
You know, in the event someone forced me to be famous
A brief rant, and then a spring-forward breakfast with music, book and drink accompaniments. It's Friday!
In which my stalling tactics turn into baked goods
It starts with murderers, and gets worse from there. PLUS: Pasta, a smoky cocktail, music, books, TV and more!