While back behind Butt Drugs — yes, THAT Butt Drugs — I strolled around and indulged myself by snapping as many doors as I could spy. First, I got this pretty door for a doggie spa. Then I saw there was a door above it…
I may have already shared this, but I thought of it this week for no particular reason. My grandma (my mother’s stepmother) was what courteous people call “a character”. I can remember playing gin rummy with her and her arranging her cards and saying (and…
