It was hard to remember the first drink, or what age I was. Probably a sip of beer at a family picnic or a quick sneak of Beefeater at Christmas. Whichever it was, it doesn’t matter now. Not that it ever really did. Because there’s been hundreds since and hundreds to come. There’s been enough […]
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The End of the World as We Know It
I spend entirely too much time thinking about the end of the world. I should clarify. I don’t think very much about the ways the world could actually end: climate change-related, nuclear disaster, asteroid. I spend more time thinking about zombies. Vampires. Dragons. Maybe aliens. But mostly zombies, the Walking Dead kind more than the […]