Jen

Posters for this play were plastered all over the neighborhood this weekend. I liked the poster so much that I had to take one for myself. I may actually see it, though unless I grow a beard, I won’t be able to get in for half price.

It has been the week of purging over here at Jen and Jake Central, which means that I have a few bags to take to Community Thrift, a red wheelie cart full of recycling, and a bunch of stuff to sell on craigslist or at Crossroads. I’m finally getting rid of my collection of vintage

I love pickles. When I was a kid and my dad made our school lunches, he would wrap pickle quarters with a slice of bologna and American cheese and hold everything in place with a toothpick. My brother and I would each get three of these. And in the summer, my brother and I would
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