The first hour was just talking . Not the small kind. The real kind. We jumped from childhood cartoons to existential dread to whether a hot dog is a sandwich (Gwen says yes, but only if you’re brave enough to admit it).
Gwen has this rule: “If there’s no plan, anything is possible.” So after lunch, we wandered into a used bookstore, a random craft fair, and eventually an arcade where she absolutely destroyed me at air hockey. Her victory dance is now permanently etched into my memory. A Day With Gwen -Skuddbutt-
She told me about Skuddbutt – not just the username, but the story behind it. A nickname born from an inside joke, now a small banner for creativity, honesty, and refusing to take yourself too seriously. The first hour was just talking
We met at a tiny café that Gwen insisted had “the best oat milk lattes this side of nowhere.” She wasn’t wrong. She arrived five minutes early (a miracle, she later admitted) wearing a hoodie two sizes too big and a pair of boots that looked like they’d walked through three different decades. We jumped from childhood cartoons to existential dread