I don’t drive. It shocks people here in Los Angeles, but I grew up taking trains and cabs in Philadelphia, and by the time I could afford my own vehicle, I had gotten the hang of the LA Metro system enough to prefer it over ever having to find parking, stop drinking, buy insurance, pay a […]
…and everyone inside dies. They get to meet their maker, and because of the hardship and grief they have experienced, he decides to grant them one wish each, before they enter paradise. They’re all lined up, and God asks the first one what their wish is. “I want to be gorgeous” is the reply, and so […]
I’ll be doing something with this, at some point. Until then, welcome to not much.