I can't drive 55

Do you know what it feels like to drive 90 miles an hour without a windshield in front of you...no helmet, no shield, no guard. Tonight, I do. I did everything wrong tonight. I drank. I drove. Damn it was good parking. I drove 90 miles an hour down central expressway. I can't even beginning …

one box at a time

It's such a challenge boxing up everything. You'd think as many times as I've moved that I'd have a great system. But it's always one box at a time. Sifting through, sorting each item, trying to decide if I really need to hang onto beads from a pride parade five years ago or finally let …