Will my 30 dollar tent hold up to this weekend’s thunderstorms? Will beer and pop-tarts be enough? Will the freaks and hippies of the Texas burners get me confused, strip me nekked and paint me blue? Was changing the gap on my spark plugs in the rum-sodden darkness last night such a good idea? All […]
The house on 45th Street is two doors down from the church. This affords the residents ample parking. A large white sign on a pole announces that the church hosts a twelve step recovery programme. “How convenient,” I thought when I moved in, but have been studiously otherwise engaged throughout the sessions. Apparently such meetings
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We went to the drive-thru bank yesterday. My baby turned heads. “Excuse me sir, is that a Saab?” “Why yes it is.” “My associate thought it was a Saab. Very durable I hear.” “Nineteen years old, and still going strong. I love it.” I glanced at the teller’s associate who blushed as she eyed up
