The Taurus
“Okay,” I told James as he flooded the engine of his Triumph Spitfire which, despite years of neglect, was in remarkably reliable condition. Somewhat. He beat his head on the steering wheel and screamed. I continued. “We do have a …
“Okay,” I told James as he flooded the engine of his Triumph Spitfire which, despite years of neglect, was in remarkably reliable condition. Somewhat. He beat his head on the steering wheel and screamed. I continued. “We do have a …
Each year, I try to do a birthday article. And, while there’s much to consider this year, I find myself somewhat uninspired in the “state of the Nacho” department. Of course, these days, I should be looking forward instead of …
As you read this, I’m drinking heavily in New Orleans with good friends. I spent my 27th birthday in New Orleans, so I have this weird desire to sort of retrace my steps. It’s easy enough to do so – …
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 …