The Recovering Hopper

This is the exact kind of thing I’d be doing with my friends Ricardo and Mikey had we all been born twenty-five years later …

Some random thoughts from my employment odyssey over the five months at two different establishments … * Work for a boss who has children...

Hush’d be the camps to-day, And soldiers let us drape our war-worn weapons, And each with musing soul retire to celebrate, Our dear comma...