Or at the very least, I should leave mine on.
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Dear Feastlings, In order not to go down the rabbit hole labeled “self-pitying” after a back-and-forth series of messages with my bank about the PPP loan we’re applying for, I’m going to keep this minimal: Today is the last day to order hub delivery if you’re on the East or West side East is East, […]
Hello, Feastlings. Just a quick one to day to remind you that deadlines approach for ordering for our hub deliveries this weekend, of which there are many (hubs, that is.) Take a look to see when we’ll be in your area and save yourself a trip: East is East, and West is West, and never […]
Dearest Feastlings, Now that we’ve been at this pandemic thing for eleven months, I can say with some authority that, as weird as it all is, and as alternately scary and unpredictable as it all is, normal frustrations are not entirely supplanted by what fear and stress the pandemic bring; it turns out that the […]
Ha. Technology indeed.
Hearts, flowers, candy and whatnot.
Hey there, Feastlings. Not that it’s of interest to any of you, and not that I mean to whine to you, but I just got further than I ever have before with my PPP loan application. Every day since February 1, I’ve been applying, re-uploading, signing, dating and initialing whatever needed to be signed, dated, […]