Writing What I Want
Ground ivy is this smelly (at least according to my wife), annoying, invasive yard weed that has creeping stems that sprawl over and under the lawn, crowding out the grass a lawn is supposed to have.
A few days ago, I went to my local Kroger fuel station to fill up my wife’s minivan and saw the following notice:
My son has gotten really into looking at books lately. He absolutely loves flipping through his books.
A couple of weeks ago I made a Twitter and Facebook “bot” using IFTTT and Google Sheets to post a random number every day to novelty accounts.