Terror Alert: Wage Slave Kills for Muskrat Love
Cold and rainy Monday. I haven’t even clocked in yet, and I’ve still heard the inevitable. Not a bad day to work! Glad to be inside! Warm and dry in here!
Cold and rainy Monday. I haven’t even clocked in yet, and I’ve still heard the inevitable. Not a bad day to work! Glad to be inside! Warm and dry in here!
Well, Saturday is my 34th birthday. I tried to round up some old birthday articles in the archives, but only found a post for my 32nd birthday and one for the 31st. I had brain surgery right before my 33rd …
I’ve had two experiences that I would call ‘supernatural.’ There have been many frights and weird things, but only those two have been truly odd. Though, of course, there are always explanations.
I’ve been bitching about the Wifi access at my weekend job being withheld. So imagine my surprise when, after last Saturday’s post, one of the tech people slipped into my little office and said: “Look, we all read Great Society. …
One of my most embarrassing on the job moments is from 1993. I worked in a little bookstore attached to an old mansion nestled in a sleepy suburb of DC. Those were the carefree days before gentrification really took hold, …
I took in a show at DAR Constitution Hall last night and was stopped by security for a bag search, because I walk around with a backpack all the time. Yes, it’s a man purse. And, yes, it’s mostly empty, …