Dizzy G drowns out the window AC and Twain’s words rise and swing between the errant drops shed from the sweating glass of bourbon.
At some point in my youth I saw this poster: It could have been in an oil change waiting room, where I flipped through dated Car & Drivers next my dad, who was doing the same. I don’t know. The point is, this handsome 1993 Mustang Gt sliding sideways over […]
The last year has been strange, unpredictable and frankly, disappointing. Our years are numbered, so I’m escaping into the wilderness for a week to consider how to make the next 12 months unfold a bit more in my favor. Get busy living or get busy dying.