Sunday, February 5

Hi! Steve/Phfrankie Bohnstedt/Bondo here. What a moniker, huh? I'm a complicated little laddie. But in many ways I'm as simple as a twig. Take Super Bowl, for instance. I like it. I don't love it or worship it or look foreward to it or celebrate it or anything like that...I just like it. Simple as that. This Super Bowl Sunday found Phfritzie and I back out on the Grid, in Beigeland, returning a worthless piece of shit shelving unit from (gasp!) Bed, Bath & Beyond (I did not go in, I swear!) and then exchanging towels at Target and then going in World Market and then going in the Home Store and then going in four (count 'em, four!) establishments in, of all places, Franklin. Whew! Then there was the Garage Door incident and then there was the first BBQing of the year, chicken thighs on the picnic table, then there was stopping in over to the Blakesley's for Madonna and noshing. Ain't
~ that enough? ~