I’ve spent the better part of a week hiding in the Santa Cruz mountains, poking my head out periodically to actually do some real work in downtown Santa Cruz. All that, and yet I’ve managed to eke something out and STILL look sexy. How do I do it? I dunno. Anyhoo, I decided to call it “porque,” which doesn’t really mean anything. In fact, I’m not even telling you how I pronounce it. You know… just to be extra mysterious-like.
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