Breaking Up with Bad Businesses

I am reclining, engrossed in Denzel Washington’s preternaturally calm face as he flies a plane upside down. The massaging chair kneads my lower back. It has been aching of late and the rotating balls feel pretty good. So, why am I absolutely infuriated? It is 12:55 pm and I have just 5 minutes to get backContinue reading “Breaking Up with Bad Businesses”

Zimmerman’s Valid Fear

“I’m gon’ put some lead in him,” Mr. Williams says. His raucous laugh holds no mirth, but his belly shakes a little beneath his hands. “If I catch ’em in my yard, I’ma beat the piss out of ’em!” “Mhmm. I ain’t got too good an aim, so I’ma buy me one of them shotguns.Continue reading “Zimmerman’s Valid Fear”