Now, I am angry. I stopped at my local gas station this morning on my way to Bourke Accounting. I was filling up and the lady next to me was cleaning out her car. She emptied her ashtray onto the concrete and then, although there was a garbage can two feet to her left, she… Read More
Look, I know I said I wasn’t going to talk about corona anymore, but please bear with me one more time. I had just gotten home from a productive day of work at Bourke when my pal back home in Bensonhurst, NYC called me with a harrowing tale – he was the victim of a… Read More
A lot of people don’t know this, but I am really shy. I do warm up after a little while, but that first couple of minutes with a stranger is hellacious for me. I worry that I have something in my teeth or that, maybe, I’ve already acquired unsightly pit stains – the list of… Read More