Monthly Archives: August 2013
By the River Bank
A true story from last week: I was tired. I had spent the morning doing the worst thing I had ever done (cleaning a fridge full of food left to rot for four months. Think millions of maggots). That afternoon (since I was helping my dad out with his apartments), I was running around getting […]
The Clown, The Maze, and The Hipster
It is a grueling task even owning a fixie. Now I am not talking about a cat that has been deprived of its ability to reproduce. By fixie, I am, of course, talking about the fixed gear bicycle. I have watched many a uni-geared friend pumping their way […]