It was a Thursday morning. I remember that much. The day was much like every other spring day. I woke up around 10 in the morning. I turned on my computer. I stared at it for a while. I ate... Continue Reading →
My 1987 Acura Legend didn’t want to go any further west than Waynesville, North Carolina. She had a bad transmission when my ex inherited it from her uncle. He bought it new. For cash. Found the receipt one day about... Continue Reading →
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