The banshee didn't suck. Sorry for the long break in between posts, Camille Toes. But for the last two weeks, everything and everybody sucks.  I can even put my finger on when it began.  It started when I asked Garrett to get me somewhere on time.  Here’s the story:

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It’s Saturday night and Garrett has brought me to the Banshee Pub.  Since we’re running on Garrett time we’re late.  And not fashionably so, we roll into the bar with 10 minutes left in the half.  (No excuses Garrett, no one wants to ... Continue Reading