Hi – your dreams called. Did you send them to voicemail? Some thoughts for a Monday morning on rediscovering your dreams. And a little bit about my crush on Colin Firth and a cage match with his wife.

Imma gonna be honest. I’m not perfect. (Shocker) Are you? It’s time to start embracing your mistakes and adorn them with your affections. Because they’re ossum.

The return leg of the Going Mobile series…and the route is the only thing that stayed the same.

It’s come to my attention that I’m a very bad example. I should be ashamed of myself.

Roadmaps, toasters, swimming pools and humility. Put THAT in a blender!

Erika – what the HELL? Seriously.

This is a generic blog post. Really. There’s nothing to see here. Move along. I said MOVE ALONG!

Smegel liiiiiike…where’s your dirty little freak?

What do you get when you add Nebraska, brown acid, two dogs, two cats and a Mini Cooper? Mothafuckin’ traveling BLISS! (not)

The Redhead prepares to take Redhead Writing mobile for the next two months-ish. Happy holidays…