Micron

Dogs don’t lie

“Hey, Mike,” says Holly. “We’re friends, right?” “Sure, I guess,” says Micron. “Why?” “Because you wouldn’t lie to me, would you?”says Holly. “I mean, I could count on you to tell me something straight up and not kibble coat the… Read More ›

Suburban Truckin’

It could just be a girl thing, but I’ve never really understood this relationship between the suburban man and his truck. OK sure, who doesn’t find himself in occasional need to haul a mess of something that either a) doesn’t fit… Read More ›

Choiceful

During this time of floating in the purgatorial state of Between Jobs, I’ve been required to suit up for the occasional job interview. It’s been a while, to be sure, and it all feels a little off after ending a… Read More ›