Word of the day: amalgamate
Today is definitely a four doughnut sort of day.
We’re watching Olympic curling at the walleye restaurant. How can I make this night even more Minnesotan?
This speech is my recital . . .
My new super power is waking up 37–42 minutes before my alarm.
I don’t mind mustache icicles, but I hate it when I walk back into a warm room and thirty seconds later I have to wipe my nose on anything nearby like a three year old with a cold.
Winter skies in Minnesota are good for my heart.
Me: “If you find any Legos while moving, I got dibs.”
Mom: “If you drive my car [convertible Mustang] across the country, they’re yours.”
Word of the day: emote
I’m going to fire every one of you local people who failed to bring me to Cossetta over the last two years. We’re done.