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There’s a Rock in My Nose

Sunday afternoon, Balthazar looked at me and said, “there’s a rock in my nose,” while gently prodding inside his nostril with his finger. I had a look and concluded that he had a rather solid booger lodged in there – possibly combined with blood to give it a dark color.…Continue Reading

Montezuma’s Revenge

I’m home today with a touch of some digestion pranks my system decided to play on me. It’s a little strange this sort of thing doesn’t happen more often to me than it does. I eat some pretty diverse, and oft raunchy, things. My system is pretty forgiving for all…Continue Reading