That weird night back in 1997

The time: late summer, 1997. The place, a small liberal arts school in upper Pennsatucky. The invitation came via the usual way in their pre-Facebook days, when making friends meant actually speaking to someone face to face, and there was no such thing as cyber...

Adventures in (moderate) drinking

I never used to drink. Growing up, the most I ever had was a single cup of hard cider once upon a time. Never drank, didn’t smoke (tobacco) or other otherwise…I hated hardcore punk but lived a straight edge lifestyle. Of course, nowadays that’s...