public recluses

I know it defies the odds, but Evan has confidently identified every single spider we've found in our home since moving here in July as a brown recluse.

true

Sage: "What do you call Santa?"

Eric: "Umm..."

Sage: "Pinocchio!"

Evan: "Sage, you tell weird jokes."

chicks dig me

spooky and classified 2

Darth Mall:

spots and stripes forever

Black and white and pink and more black is the new black.

love hurts

Eric: "Evan, stop kicking me under the table."

Evan: "Those are love-kicks."

high art

For the record, Sage made the plane. "Gabrielle" is its name.