Waiter, there’s a crow in my garden

Few things that can instantly stir my existence:

Opening a can of beer; when the sun is on my forehead and my throat is parched. I love how the cold aluminum feels against my grateful palm. I love the ppft sound when the crown bursts. I love watching carbonated foam percolate all over rim, releasing the heavenly scent of fermented barleyRead More »

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Thursday.

If a close relative passes away, there‚Äôs generally a lot of work to be done. Between the time you receive the disheartening news and the time the departed is finally laid to rest, a million little arrangements will have to be made. Someone is going to oversee the whole thing, usually an uncle who likes to get on top of things.Read More »