08/28
It was just before ten o’clock on the night of October 17, 1999, and I was probably two hours past guzzling my dozen’th beer and who-can-remember’th shot of whisk’ at a local bar. [It had also easily been three hours since my last moment as an obedient member of society on that day.] Loud and [...]
08/22
Food. We all need it to survive, some of us however abuse it, not unlike alcohol. I'm one of those abusers.
08/21
About a year ago, I was at a diner in Huntington, VT, eating my biscuits and gravy at the counter, basically minding my own business. As I eavesdropped on the conversation at the booth behind me–the woman’s daughter wanted a tattoo; nothing too risque, just a butterfly at the small of her back; the woman [...]