VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Harry McNabb

Harry McNabb Volleyball Touchdown Get Beer Money I was looking out over the waterpark that is bigger than planet earth with my boy Colton, thinking about the Red Hot Chili Peppers, and thinking that this was probably how they felt when they thought about California.  Like they were home.  And I was going to goContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Harry McNabb”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: S.A. Gerber

Another round I’m drinking with Edgar  while Baudelaire claws  the turf and howls outside.  Poe is a lot drunker than  he should be…a cheap date,  a ‘lightweight’ even.  “You know that Lowell  wrote that I am only two-  fifth’s genius?”, he stutters.  “So fucking what!”, I reply,  Look what you did to that  guy outContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: S.A. Gerber”