I’m not an avid listener of NPR, but more because I prefer to listen to CDs that I’ve made myself than the radio. When a CD gets old, though, I’ll flip through the stations and usually end up on NPR because I can’t stand the constant commercials of the other stations. Today at lunch, I …
I’ve mentioned before, in the early chapters of Nice Ass, just how opposite I am to a morning person. If I were in the wild, and had no job or responsibilities, I would sleep until sometime in the early afternoon and then wake up to eat and nap until it was time was to go …
Yeah, I’ve been quiet lately. I’ve got nothing new to say. No funny stories of my antics in the kitchen. No heart-wrenching confessions to make. No mushy talk of how I feel about Strutter. (Though I’m feeling even more mushy than previously, if that’s possible.) Life is good. Stuck is happy. I’m sure there will …