Category: it’s the little things

“Forgive the Lack of Originality, But One Feels Compelled to Toss Out the Title of ‘Ice, Ice, Baby’” There is no clearer evidence that Groom and I are adrift in a new place, casting about for moorings, than the fact that we’ve become The World’s Cheapest Dates. Seriously, it takes nothing to delight us. Case in point: we are…