Toenails are a waste of time.

Long distance walking has taken its toll on my feet over the years. (Protip: If you see me running, something important is probably on fire.) I am simply not made for doing any sort of healthful activity. Back in May, I bruised three of my nail matrices, which later became so full of liquid that they... Continue Reading →

Pulse

The other night, a friend of mine was upset that something bad had gone down at his favorite nightclub. A few hours later, the media was all over the story about what happened at Pulse, when a lone gunman opened fire on innocent people, killing over 50 of them. My response was anger. At the... Continue Reading →

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