[…]ſtuddy to be quyet / and to medle with youre owne buſynes[…].

After putting Tonya Down on the track, we headed to this club called the Players Club.

Sparks of creative energy flicker in her eyes, but between the walls of her mom cave is where Colleen Zalewski really lets 'em fly. From a center table laden with bits and misfits - buttons, bottle caps, broken jewelry, old game pieces, fabric and picture scraps and more - the Chesapeake mom creates artist's trading cards to swap with gathered girlfriends.

It's a small thing, really, to leave towels unfolded, but it rubs him the wrong way.