Down the Drain

I dumped a bottle of booze down the drain today. It was a liberating experience. One, because it was a nasty ass bottle of Mezcal with a bloated grub worm floating at the bottom. Years ago, my mother handed over this half bottle of disgustingness. Her excuse: to help "stock our new bar". I cut …

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Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2

Isn't that the truth? Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of spending my day with some amazing people, celebrating one of my high school friend's 40th birthday.  It was a blissfully buzzed day, and I truly enjoyed myself, reminiscing about the days of past.  After arriving home that evening, the laughs continued while we caught up with my …

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