No I’m not kidding. I’m sitting here eating a thinly buttered rice biscuit with Kosciusko mustard slathered on it, which for some reason I am craving. Is it the vinegar, I ask myself? Women go through vinegar phases if you don’t know. 

This is a seriously good munch. Usually I would have a slice of cheese on here, or peanut butter, but no can do until maybe next week. I guess its not a vegetable – but maybe a grain category? Can you count seeds as grains? Huh?

Wow, long time no see, y’all. Yes, it’s true – we’ve been too busy being broke to write and our sense of humor went on hiatus, but we think we can hack it now. Well ok we think so this minute. But the sheer magnitude of the broke-ness here is down right hilarious and surely we are not alone, so maybe we can ha-ha laugh together. We can look back on these days with nostalgia and maybe even sentimental scorn. Actually, cancel the scorn. That sounds like tempting fate to do it to us all over again! 

So stick around for our stellar humor as we go into diary format to bring you the best of the daily struggle. Add some of your own. And feel good that you are not alone – that our lawyer and accountant and banking and retail friends are contemplating varying levels of ain’t got no dough.