So I finally got to see my guy, Dr. Something Middle Eastern, and his office is down where you’d expect a fuck up from Vanderbilt’s to be - i.e. the basement. You’re more than six feet under the ground in an effort to make sure you stay above it, it’s a bit of psychological mind fuck to say the [...]
While I was driving to NashVegas for my gourd appointment with Dr. Brain today, I noticed what everyone else may have noticed but never commented upon in literary form. Once you hit the Tennessee state line, there is at least one Waffle House per exit. Some exits have both a Waffle House and a Cracker Barrel. [...]
When the holiday season rolls around each year, what guy hasn’t thought about raiding a cooler filled with cold beer, breaking down a door or two, grinching a few of your neighbor’s Christmas gifts, and wandering the streets in a drunken haze while wearing a little girl’s stolen dress? Inhibitions, anti-depressants, a conscience, or the promise of a lengthy criminal rap sheet will make a majority of [...]
