Monthly Archives: May 2002

You haven?t lived until you find yourself driving in heavy rush-hour traffic when four white mice burst out of a paper bag and mount an expedition inside your car.

Where Do I Fit In? I’ve been griping about this for about as long as I’ve lived here. Sure the air smells sweet and the worst calamity I have to endure regularly is the constipated pace of traffic, but man … Continue reading →

Summer means stormy weather ’round these parts:

Another interview, another rejection. And this is how I feel about that:

The Case for Cocktails: “Guys drinks” all taste horrid. But girls can drink anything they like.