Forty two donuts and a gallon of sugary drinks. A monster car with some kind of monster engine driven by a some kind of young man who like to smoke joints.
Garbage on the sidewalk.
Kids on scooters that like dogs.
Lies my kindergarten teacher told me.
A friend once ruined my hat and I punched him in the face. There were anger issues in and around the warming house that winter and they all got resolved. No need to be alarmed.
Are you aware that one cannot purchase anything in the way of ham salad in New York City? Tuna salad, yes. Ham salad, no. There are, however, amazing pickles there. Truly.
Whatever you do, don’t talk about work. It isn’t worth it. Just leave work at work and move along. It’s best for everyone.
Spend time listening to classic hip hop. It’s worth every second.
Also, that time in Montana was wonderful. It really was.