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Mr. Road Rager

Mr. Road Rager

Down by the strip you can hear the greasers calling me Speed Racer. Well, not all of them…but some do! Ok, no one calls me Speed Racer, plus I’m not even sure I’ve ever met a real greaser. But it would be pretty cool if they did though, right? I mean, I know the...
Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

Summertime is upon us once again and that means sunshine, snow cones, river trips, and graduates. One of those graduates this summer is my good friend Sarah. I met Sarah 2 years ago, she graduated 2 weeks ago, and moved back to Nashville 2 days ago, officially marking...
Down in the Dishes

Down in the Dishes

I work at a pizza place, a really good pizza place. No, I don’t have the illustrious job of pizza maker; I have less appealing duties at work. I make salads and clean dishes, usually in that order. As surprising as it may sound I actually really enjoy my time in the...
To Be Or Not To Beaver

To Be Or Not To Beaver

What is your favorite animal? A loaded question for many (or maybe just me); do I go with the obvious choice of dragon, or a more sophisticated creature such as a dolphin, or maybe a tiger? Personally, neither. My favorite animal is one with character, a critter both...
Mow, Mow, Mow Your Lawn

Mow, Mow, Mow Your Lawn

My roommate mowed the lawn today. It looks nice. But it means something, it means my turn is next. Mowing the lawn is something I did far less than most kids, I’m pretty sure my dad enjoyed it. I’m not sure why, but he never asked me to do it (which is definitely a...