A Day With Gwen -skuddbutt- May 2026

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.

So here’s to Gwen. Here’s to Skuddbutt. And here’s to more days with no plan, bad air hockey, and friends who feel like home. If you ever get a day with your own “Gwen” – hold on to it. Take pictures. Take notes. And definitely let them pick the coffee spot. A Day With Gwen -Skuddbutt-

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). We met at a tiny café that Gwen