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Crofton, MD, 21114

A long-running personal blog shared by two authors with completely different approaches to life. And a lot of large, beautiful photographs of dogs and nature and places we've traveled to. Rich in commentary and irreverant in style. 

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We started blogging a long time ago. Our work hours never aligned with recommended psychotherapists and we needed to get our thoughts out. We are great friends, total opposites and long-time housemates. This was a way to communicate. With each other. With strangers. With consumer marketers. With sub-par meteorologists. With distant friends who wanted to see pictures of stuff we were up to.

This is the place. Our bucket of thoughts to share. You are welcome. 
(We realize that most of you are here for the dog pictures.)

Crime Blotter : Oct 6th

Healey

Craft Crime #1 – Large Plush Squid Hat/Pillow - Yellow

I call this one “The Retarded Dickhead”.

Someone please enlighten me as to when you would wear something like this. And where.  What occasion calls for you to be seen having cranial intercourse with a giant plush squid?

I worry about this guy. Also – we just checked his facebook page and he only has 109 friends. That’s sad. You have three websites and an Etsy shop and only 109 people have deemed you worthy of public friending? Yenny just friended him. She wants to know him.  I changed all the locks on the house after I saw his formal mushroom hat.

Craft Crime #2 – Groped by a Skeleton

Have you ever gone to a party and felt that people weren’t respecting what a lady you were? What a complete Jackie Kennedy carbon copy you were?

Well look down.

It may be your choice of accessories. You know...the ones that you have to keep re-organizing so they sit directly upon Mt. Saint Nipple (so they give the full effect).

I can’t even write anymore – my boobs are too freaked out from looking at this picture too long. I thought the idea was to avoid headlights when you went out. <sigh>

This song goes out to the people that caused the item to sell out in one day. May there always be openings at Hooter’s waitstaff for you in the future.