at the biglove oversoul
I'm sort of living at the Marlowes' house this week, supervising their dog while they spend spring break in Arizona and New Mexico, the lucky sots. So far the dog is well behaved. He knows to have his bowel movements on a pad which has been spread near the door for that purpose. Steve's computer tells me that today is his birthday, so happy birthday from everyone at the 'meat, wherever you are.
I know you all want dirty secrets about the house, but they are not for free. I will say that Steve has set up his miniature hookah on top of his shrine to the Virgin Mother, and the two match.