I bet you think that you'd like to live somewhere with no crime, don't you? Some, that sounds nice, but do you revere what helpers when there are no criminals? City hall makes you the criminal.

We went to a 9:00 AM birthday party for a 2-year-old. Who handled the early wake up call worst?

There's a chain restaurant -- BJs -- and one time, quite a while back, they got my order wrong. And somehow, I've turned that very short story into a whole blog post.

I got to watch the Season 2 finale of Severance with an innie. Or at least a person who had no knowledge of the show at all. It was enjoyable.

There's an art shop in my neighborhood. Look at these cute little paintings, each with the name of a different neighborhood in the area.

If you're reading this, you probably had this cat stick his face right into your cocktail. Or stick his but right in your face. Probably both, and maybe both simultaneously.

I filled my whole back yard with the nastiest smelling packets in existence.

When I was in 3rd or 4th grade, the teacher read to us in class a little bit from Harriet the Spy. But then one day before she finished, she stopped, telling us that the book was available in the library. I wanted to know what happened so badly, but I never checked it out because I thought it was a "girl's book."

My Kindle advertises a book when I shut it off. That's fine, but it picks some that really make very little sense. I mean, they have my reading history. How hard would it be to pick something I might like?

I probably ought not tell this one, but what the hell. This is about one of our tour guides in Dominica -- a colorful character who went by a colorful name. And all of the herbs that he sent us back with.

Twice in high school, a coach beat my ass with a paddle. Literally. They did that then.

There's a mystery in this show. And the mystery isn't the show's mystery. The mystery is whether this thing that's bothering me is sloppy production or a clue meant to be found.