Driving Through Chicago with a Trunk Full of Dead Dogs

By |2019-05-10T12:21:32-07:00July 8th, 2011|Indie Publications|

Growing up, I thought I might want to be an animal doctor someday. Not because I had any interest in veterinary medicine. I was just a fan of Dr. Dolittle, the 1967 musical with Rex Harrison. As far as I knew, all veterinarians wore top hats and sang their prescriptions and had exotic patients like [...]

Hobo Balls (And Other Things That Shouldn’t Be Compared With Wine)

By |2019-05-10T12:21:40-07:00June 17th, 2008|Indie Publications|

It wasn’t always this way. During my 20s, I was able to drink socially without making a complete ass of myself. Sure, I made the occasional alcohol-related mistake. There was at least one college mishap involving a bottle of generic rum and projectile vomiting across a crowded dorm room. But like it does for everybody, [...]