So, last night I went to see my brother and a friend perform at a club in Sacramento. When the night was over, I went out to my car to leave only to discover an obscene amount of bird crap all over my car. GROSS!!! I get in my car only to see a dang flyer under my windshield wiper. I get out of my car, grab it, get back in and look at real quick only to...
Serial Obsessor—by Alicia Bates There she is. She’s late. I hate when she’s late. Venti Peppermint Tuxedo, non-fat, and no whipped cream. I get it ready for her, making sure it is the perfect temperature. Not too hot. I don’t want her to scald that perfect tongue. Perfect tongue. Licking perfect lips. On a perfect face. I make sure that when I present the coffee to her, her hand has to...