I used to say “Joe’s Chicken Shack” as a joke, but um…

The dogs ripped the car upholstery, so I found at the upholstery master’s workshop. The upholstery for my backseat has to be special ordered, because apparently Nissans are exotic cars. And it’s $200. Ugh.

Naomi‘s birthday at the Buca Italian restaurant in St. Paul. Nate was our waiter and introduced me to apple martinis!

I suspect this car owner is gay. Just a hunch…

There’s a Target on Lake Street which we call the Targhetto…because, well…

I need Libya to get it together because this wasn’t even an empty tank…

Naomi‘s birthday part II: Bin Wine and the Gay 90′s.

They had wine, I had a martini. We also had a micro appetizer. Naomi’s fancy like that.