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After that first dinner date, things started to move along quite swimmingly, if possibly a bit fast. More dinners, more drinks, lots of staying up til the wee hours discussing the intricacies of absolutely nothing, because it didn’t matter what we talked about, really. We were having too much fun to care. This is where [...]

Note: This took place one week when I happened to be puppy-sitting for a friend. The puppy in question was a 6-month old West Highland Terrier named Earnie, whom I affectionately referred to as “The White Devil”. Terriers, in general, are not easy dogs to live with. They “get into shit”. A lot.     I had [...]

The first night I was in San Juan Del Sur, we were at the bar for Maura’s birthday party. It was getting late-ish, most of the gringos had already disappeared and now the Nicas were also starting to thin out. Ian and I were still holding down our corner of the bar, Ezra had snuck [...]