(Almost) Twenty-Nine and (Definitely) Snarky
Thursday, June 4th, 2009“Hiii fffriend!” loudly slurred the beanbag throwing Drunken Mess in front of my building as I arrived home Sunday evening. Somehow, in the four or five foot width of the Old Style strewn sidewalk, he and his “bros” found room enough to bust out the “Cubs-themed” Cornhole. Four years I’ve lived here, four, and not [...]
