The Distance Pt II

From My Mouth The Distance Feeling weak and disheveled, desperately seeking strength and respite, two friends decided that they would try again.  Their last venture left them bun-less, but true survivors never accept defeat.  They stare defeat in the eye and say, “Move.”  Spines stiffened with determination, they hopped in the Honda CR-V one more... Continue Reading →

The Distance

Since I wrote about Cinnabon, I figured I'd put these up. I wrote them a couple months ago... The Distance A discussion over appetizers led to a phone call being placed to Cinnabon to confirm hours while housing buffalo chicken dip at a noisy bar.  Hours confirmed, a delicious decision was made – drive 30... Continue Reading →

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