This is rather akin to documenting the trajectory of a really bad chin zit. Because I hate Sundays. I haven't liked them since as long as I can remember. Melancholy, anti-climatic, full of dread. I had a family friend/professional counselor once suggest I create a Sunday night ritual to look ... View Post
New Year's Day. Was walking around the 'hood and as we are known to do when the weather permits, and came across ole Max, who had been off my radar for the last 6 or so months. I was a little worried, but as you can see, the bro is still kickin'—and mrowin'. If you have an unhealthy thing about ... View Post