The laundromat tops the list of places where I’m really not trying to make friends. Honorable mentions include the bus, the bus stop, the produce section, shows while the band’s […]
While I don’t have a washer, dryer, car, pinky ring, or even Gucci slides, I do technically have a pool. Well, as my sister once said about the three-feet-deep rectangle […]
I wish I could choose desertion from my body worn ragged and afraid, but the war between myself and sleep wages on in hand-to-hand combat fought in the battlefield of […]
Sweating out booze in a cardigan sweater. If that isn’t my weekday aesthetic, I don’t know what is. I’m not about to lie. I’ve been both working hard and hardly […]
I think New Orleans is the only place where you can see Museum of Death appear on a Google map without batting an eye. It’s no secret that the city […]