I'm Mik. Model, mother, moron. Future meta-magician. Former logic clinician.
My better half and I own Brainfood Bookstore in Longmont, Colorado. It is the only exclusively indie- and local-lit bookstore in the nation. We meet a lot of crazy folks.
Testimonial from a former roommate:
"Living with you was like living with a quiet little opinionated deer person who floated around like a ghost and said smart/nutso things and ate seaweed. "
I love Colorado. I love mountains. I love hiking. I read and write. I raise my children to the best of my ability. I have lupus and have defeated early-stage cancer twice, so I pretty much fully support the use of medical marijuana.
John is unhappy and disillusioned with society.
Me, after John explained Skyrim to me.
John, trying to keep our kids under control at Target
Me: You know that saying about how if a girl can still walk to the kitchen after sex, you don't deserve a sandwich? I feel like that right now.
John: ...so I don't deserve a sandwich? :(
Me: NO! I mean I can't walk.
John: ...so I don't get a sandwich? :(
John got the baby in the king cake this year.
John: I just manifested a sandwich
John: from the internet.
John drinking home-brew with a lot of sediment: Man I almost had to chew that beer.
3-year-old Sophie: Man I almost had to chew my milk!
John: "Hey do you know what happened to that joint I was smoking yesterday?"
Me: "Yeah, you smoked the rest of it to celebrate weed being legalized last night."
John: "Weed was LEGALIZED last night?!?"
john just woke up and he was so hungover and blacked out so early last night that he didnt even know weed had been legalized. so i asked him what was the last thing he remembered was and he just coughed and said ‘obaaaaama’
John: "Okay, kids, tonight Mommy and me might be a little crazy, because tonight is the night... tonight is the night they decide who our new President is."
3-year-old Lyric: "Me."