Just drink the coffee.
Fellow Tenants: I like it here. Despite the See You Next Tuesday I don't even share walls or a hall with who told the police she smells weed coming from my apartment, I like it. (As an aside, I wish I knew what word she used. Was it "reefer?" Please baby Jesus let it have … Continue reading An Open Letter to My New Neighbors
Grace is waking up as late as your dizzy, dizzy head needs to and knowing that a stream of angels will pass through today, that your bar manager is getting your day covered for tomorrow so you can move out of your apartment on time. It's relocating your three customers on yesterday's shift (favorites all--trusted--five … Continue reading 12/6/18
Midterm elections are over. Blue Waves, Red Tsunamis—whatever they were or wanted to be—saturated pre-Tuesday headlines, but the Green Current of medical and recreational cannabis floated to the top of a few states' polls. This Forbes story gives a nice surface view of the big wins, from municipal decriminalization in Ohio towns to Michigan going … Continue reading The Green Current (Pritzker and Weed)
Coffee or Suicide 