I can't believe ABC bakeries has two non-box cookies!

Non-box? Like, you order the cookies and then some adorable little girl in a uniform backs a truck into your driveway, opens the back, and loose cookies just come pouring out?

I WANT IN ON THIS.

Non-box? Like, you order the cookies and then some adorable little girl in a uniform backs a truck into your driveway, opens the back, and loose cookies just come pouring out?

That would be much better than the reality, which is that they come in a bag.

Down with bags! Truck o'cookies forever!

Thin mints rule.

I Went Out. To an authentic Baltimore experience thing, Save Your Soul Night at the Lithuanian Hall [link]

I just people watched, which was fascinating! All the MICA kids and their outfits! That part made me feel old. Less old were all the folks older than me, dancing their asses off with the hipster MICA kids. It was for Joe's bday, and he was a very happy man, surrounded by friends and students.

No John Waters sighting tonight, though. It's a common place to find him (when I'm not almost running him over in Hampden.)

And home by midnight, because I am that old. Well, no really, I need to decompress after the people and the noise. Market at 8:30!

Cass, or in 8 days you come visit and buy them from Grace. Or in 8 days you could order them and then visit in February and pick them up.

Best idea ever.

I think I could even do either of those. Love the idea of buying cookies from Grace. And seeing Grace!

Glad to hear it, Sox. That was super scary.

Liese, you are kinder about flies than I am! Or than anyone I know might be.

It's ridiculous! If I had just killed it to begin with, it would have been fine. But by the third day, I was somehow all invested in its survival! I don't know. I'm not right in the head, I think.

I'm sad because we're not going to NAMM again this year, and thus, no twins! And the company's doing good, we could totally have afforded it. But we didn't know that when planning, and also, we had way too much travel already.

I am going all nutty like I do before a trip, but with added cigar box guitars. Like, I had all these actual priorities, but they somehow got usurped by me having this unquenchable need to finish a second cigar box guitar to give to the guy the SO's recording with next week. So he'll use it on the album. Because that would be cool. And to do that, I have to finish it up tomorrow.

Not doing the million other things I should be doing before travel, no, building a guitar out of scrap.

But I've been having fun messaging with Matt about it! He's been very very helpful.

You are my cookie supplier, right Kat? Because I need cookies! Franny and I love Samoas, and Isaac loves the peanut butter patties. Sorry,Thin Mints.

Although the cookies I have been CRAVING lately? Cadbury fingers!

Ugh. Jacqueline's bronchitis is unresponsive to: inhaler, cough suppressant, ABs, steam. She's still hacking up a lung.

I have quarantined her in Emmett's room (he's at his Mom's).

Matilda decided to compound the evening by NOT SLEEPING. It's half past eleven, kid. Shut up and shut your eyes!

I want everybody to lose consciousness.

Isaac knows the deal. They are super yummy. And no one else liked them growing up so they were mine. Mine!

I love that we have Buffista cookie dealers. Pssst, want some Thin Mints? We've gotcha Samoas right here!