The night started innocently enough. I was heading to a “name that tune” night at a local bar to meet an old high school acquaintance–who is probably still with her boyfriend–and I’m with a reformed drug addict who is camping in a tent in my backyard (a long story that would be of a book… Continue reading Innocent?
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Four lessons learned: A cautionaaary tale
Alcohol can be among the world’s most evil devices. So can women. So can frat parties. When the three align in perfect (imperfect?) harmony, keep your head down and pray for mercy. This is the lesson learned by our Hero. A wet behind the ears lad, a man–no, a boy–who had never been to a… Continue reading Four lessons learned: A cautionaaary tale