I’d imagine everyone is on the same page at this point, after a half a year of month end cop-outs. If not, I’ll explain it once again. The short version is I’ve decided to take the final post of every month and until they hit me with a cease and desist order, I’ll electronically publish the pre-edited feature I did for the now defunct Paved Magazine.
Coincidentally, today’s effort relates somewhat to the end of Wednesday’s. Take that as you will.
As I sit here in the wee hours of the morning staring at a blank screen, while perched on the edge of my chair wearing a pair of boxer shorts and a white Trans-Am shirt, I think to myself “what the hell, man?”