i am a wicked child

My sister is stopping through Amherst on the way to visit some old friends in Vermont. Last night I used her computer to look up directions to the bus terminal and noticed she hadn't signed out of her facebook account. Playful profile edits ensued.



Keep in my mind my sister is a sweetheart and, like all of the family brood, was raised in a barn. So I played her some Patton Oswalt comedy and she ate it up. It reminded me of when teenagers first discover pornography. Just giddy and wrong. She also seemed to like King Khan & The BBQ Show.