Some like it nuclear by Merri Petrovits // August 13, 2020 The verdict is in: my new desktop heated mug warmer keeps liquid at a mere 120 degrees Fahrenheit. If I can’t drink my coffee and simultaneously steam my pores, boil an egg and harvest volcanic ash for our garden, I’m not interested.
Nachos! by Merri Petrovits // August 11, 2020 As part of her 12th birthday celebration, Eva and bff Wendy made their favorite food group.
Drastic times call for drastic measures by Merri Petrovits // August 10, 2020 A man’s midlife crisis in the entertainment industry: the fear of becoming so hot that no one will take your art seriously.
Talk to the hand by Merri Petrovits // August 8, 2020 These are the hand prints Doug and I made in our kindergarten class together in 1978, renovated by Anna with a fresh coat of paint. If you’d told me back then that we’d be celebrating our 17th anniversary today, you would have found another one of my hand prints in your face.