Have I talked about Dr. Bronner’s here before? My searches say not, but I remember expounding upon it recently–although it might have been at my poker game. If you don’t know Dr. Bronner’s, I’m not even sure where to start trying to explain it. The short version is this: my shower contains a bottle of liquid peppermint soapIt’s easy to… Read more →
Tag: not guilty
It wasn’t me.
Observed in the wild today, on a display table at Scholar’s Choice (yes, I was shopping for Christmas presents for my daughter): I didn’t do it. Although it is exactly the sort of thing I would have done. Read more →
