As Long as I’m Too Lazy to Change It, You’re Safe
After a day like today, I sometimes feel that the one thing that is keeping me from that 14-hour low-speed chase down a Southern Californian highway–hand-scrawled Denny’s napkin manifesto fluttering out the windows of a “borrowed” ’87 Ford Taurus–is the knowledge that when my get-away finally hits the airwaves, my […]
