photo c/o Anthony Milkus |
As soon as I sat down (local time: 6:32 AM) to write this, goblin noises began drifting down the stairs. I quickly took an inventory of the possible sources:
1. kid (Mind you, this would be about TWO HOURS earlier than normal.)
2. radiator (Shit gets pretty wild in the process of heating an almost 120-year old house.)
3. mister (He has a pretty intense new mustache, and I'm not yet sure what the correlation between snoring and a furry lip is.)