Christopher Moore's Blog

So, you know what’s weird? To come around the corner at the Foodland and come face to face with James Bond. That happened to me about an hour ago. And for those of you who tease me about my Hawaiian shirts — Mr. Brosnan was wearing goofy floral board shorts and a t-shirt and flip-flops. (Okay, they were probably rocket flip-flops, but still.)

Other than that, my life consists of tearing carpet out of my house and being called into different rooms of the house by the lovely and talented Chuck to look at the various colors she has painted on the walls. Know what? There are a shitload of shades of brown.