12 May 2013
Happy Mother's Day
It pains me to reveal I had a poodle growing up but it wasn't my dog. It was every bit my mother's dog. Beau once ate a big box of Crayola crayons -- The one with the sharpener on the back. For a couple days he'd shit a pile of multi-colored poop. Years later, on my first business trip to South Beach Miami, I wasn't all that surprised by the similarity of South Beach to Beau's Crayola crap.