He was as southern boy as a southern boy gets, gay as all get out, but loved women so much he still slept with them. We met in film school. He wore daisy dukes with cowboy boots and colorful glasses, drove a convertible red Mustang, chewed gum, smoked cigarettes, and blasted Britney Spears. His accent … Continue reading Film School Friend
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Channeling the “Drones”
My husband and I have been seeing things in the sky over the past month. The first recent sighting (I used to see them a lot when I was younger) was over Thanksgiving before I had heard anything about these "drones" in New Jersey. We were chatting outside around 9:30-10 drinking some beers with two … Continue reading Channeling the “Drones”
CONVERSATIONS WITH ASSHOLES 