When we move out of our apartment at the end of the month, I’ll miss this impulsive little concrete etching I did shortly after we moved in.

I had never actually carved anything into wet concrete before, even as a kid. I must admit, I was torn between “JS+KB” and “FART.”

I won’t miss the mystery (non-Mr. Fabulous) dog shit that magically appears on our lawn every morning.

Pick up after your goddamn dog or I’m gonna take a shit on your lawn,