Monthly Archives: May 2009

Bruna, my Tank.

Bruna, my Tank.

Around 9:00pm on Cinco de Mayo, Bruna followed me and Jasmin downstairs as we were packing up my apartment into a rental truck. A …

 

Homeless & helpless?

Homeless & helpless?

A non-wealthy professor I greatly admire once told me that every time he went into the city for business, he would try to remember to …