August 29, 2020
I’m famished. Up ahead, I see the promise of neon lights. Closer, I read a sign that blinks: SHIT-SANDWICH SHOP. Ooooh, I haven’t had a shit-sandwich […]
September 21, 2015
It’s 3am. I said I wasn’t going to do this. But I have said that before. How many times now? I don’t want to count. The […]