Whore

I am a whore, and I know I am because I was given that label by an angry man after I shared  his time and sipped at a seven dollar coffee while we discussed the weather and why the coastal residents of British Columbia should probably think about packing up and moving inland. I am … Continue reading Whore

Red Beans and White Rice

Hypocrisy served with a hefty side of red beans and white rice, and a pledge to love the red man almost as much as you love the white, is still hypocrisy served with a hefty side of red beans and white rice. Bless your heart and a true patriot’s soul, take care of them both, … Continue reading Red Beans and White Rice