Three days is as long as I can take under the same roof as my mother. In fact, I even wrote a country song about it (a blatant ploy to seduce Kenny Chesney away from Bridget, I admit.) But seriously, I'm gritting my teeth every time she nags me. I need to GO.
Readin' Last Continent
Listenin' to "The Adventure of the Disappearing Scientists"
Thinkin' about Kahlua
Most recently I was 
