"Can you build me a web site?" said another woman, mere days after the last one. I'm related to this latest person, so it's not what you're thinking. Apparently I have an odor, and it smells like free labor.
And thus have I embarked on building her a blog. "I want it to chronicle the things in life that I'm grateful for," she said.
"Are you sure we're related?" I replied.
"Just to serve as a reminder to me, if nothing else."
"Seriously, is it possible there was a mixup at one of our hospitals?"
She is achingly sweet and curiously guileless. I guess I'm happy to be related to such a person, but I also wonder what's in our relationship for her. A free blog, I suppose.
And thus, 17 years after I created Stank, I now embark on creating its exact opposite.