What the hell is it about Dave & Buster's?
I made a thing this weekend. It's cool.
I can walk out on my porch naked in the middle of the day, and while nobody will see me and giggle, I will get mosquito bites in embarrassing places.
I got some new shoes. They have flames.
It's difficult to find attractive vintage-look clothing for a 5-year-old. (Don't suggest anything. I found what I need and if you tell me "you could have just gone to Vintage Baby Clothing MegaStore," I'll likely have an aneurism.)