For the third night in a row, my terrified Mexican neighbors living in the shadows are firing off the largest skyrockets I’ve ever heard. They sound like artillery shells. After about six hours of it, I went outside at around 1:00 a.m. and screamed, “The next person who shoots off a skyrocket, I’m going to…
Fire burns, but…
December 13, 2014
Last night I had a dream that was brought on by hate mail. It was a very unpleasant dream, but it led me to finally understand why I’ve been so doggedly building up the planet’s largest collection of World War I flamethrower photos. Hate mail caused the dream, the dream made me go through my…