I’m Stuck On You

Elmer’s Glue has come a long way. I remember when I was in first grade, we didn’t really have glue.  We had paste.  The paste came in a tiny little jar with a tiny little spoon.  It was kind of a flat spoon and it was supposed to be used for scraping the paint out of the jar onto the

Monkey See Monkey Do

Am I the last one to the party? Am I the last one to know? And I would still be sitting by the phone waiting, if it weren’t for Shannon and Kelly. The question here is how? How? How have I lived and breathed and taken tables out to turtle-filled fields without knowing about Pic Monkey?