the best story i ever ate

I’ve been re-hashing my old blog posts lately, due to the unwanted appendage you might call writer’s block. I like to call it “work.” Or, “the ebb of the creative subconscious.” Or, “absolute self-delusion.” I just wouldn’t call it late for dinner. Speaking of dinner, I’ve been eating dinner at friends’ houses, lately. Well, one… Continue reading the best story i ever ate