A Country at Peace Can Be a Slippery Slope

After flooding the kitchen with my shit-bag plumbing skills, our family was thrown into an uproar of instability. The voice of sanity that I’ve long ago buried under decades of pride and stupidity was screaming out to me to just call a plumber when the dishes stopped drying in the dishwasher. But nooooo. I hadContinue reading “A Country at Peace Can Be a Slippery Slope”