from the expert
i spent saturday with my mom at 'artwalk' in little italy. some key highlights included her strapping on her watch after i said i had a clock with me (this is significant later), her reflection on my dating life, including the 3- or 5-date rule (as to when it becomes necessary to sleep with a date) and mens' penis sizes (uhh, right), her declaration of "pshaw, YOU could do that!" at most of the booths at the walk (and not out of earshot of the artists), and her blaming me when she discovered that her watch never did 'spring ahead', and therefore we couldn't get to the tile store before it closed and that it was my fault, i should have told her, and stop laughing, brittan, it is NOT funny.

looking for an adventure? spend an afternoon with mom.