As with most interesting stories in my childhood, this one begins with My Uncle Charlie. My Uncle Charlie is a title. My Uncle Charlie Anyway, he was a big Elton…
I was singing Lover Lay Down all evening, thinking about TGB coming home. Missing her like crazy. I called her. She didn’t answer. She called me back. I Made jokes about…
Fours years of high school, eight semesters of English: BD+FFFFDD+ Summer school and night classes brought those Fs up to passing. Barely. Yet, my arrogant ass thinks I can write…
Dear Kris, Thanks for keeping me sane while I was sitting in a waiting room yesterday. In fact, thanks for all the times you stop what you’re doing to keep…
