Halfway to a Thousand

I remember when I got my first car, and no, it wasn’t at 16 when half the people I know got theirs. It wasn’t even when I turned 18, or 21, which coincidentally was when I got a car, but it was never truly mine. No, the car I’m referring to was an “old person” … Continue reading Halfway to a Thousand

Location, Location, Location

You know those places that seem to be constantly shifting owners? Like that barbershop that was Jeff’s Cuts, then it was Leroy’s Hair, then it was just Jimmy’s, and most recently it was cringingly called Bubba the Barber’s. And you wonder why people keep buying it and putting in the same business. Do they honestly … Continue reading Location, Location, Location

Wanting Contacts

“Only… only… wanting contact.” – Peter Gabriel, I Have the Touch I used to wear these humongous glasses. And when I say humongous, I mean seriously LARGE, like they took up two-thirds of my face. At least I had peripheral vision, I used to tell people, so I could make light of it. Then my … Continue reading Wanting Contacts