Why I Never Write Anymore

When I am not screwing tires to tires, I can be found wandering around my house with a dustmask on... pry bar in one hand, trash bag in another. I don't read these days, either. Or go out for drinks. Or watch movies.

Good thing this is temporary. I declare August Netflix Month! Nothing but juleps with fresh mint and stoop sittin' and Fellini! Everyone's invited.