A memoir of my time in Seattle during 2001.
Slipknot, Hum and fumbling my love all over the place in 1997.
How some foul cottage cheese from a motel salad bar and a subsequent sickly drive through a magical storm in the Land of Enchantment reminded me to have a sense of humor.
Hotel maintenance work leads to lots of weird stuff, but nothing as weird as the time I received unwanted sexual advances from a compliance officer of the ADA.
The next day the shadow of my shitty pants hung over me like a shadow of shitty pants that I shat.