Last night I laughed so hard buying a candy bar at the liquor store that I started to cry. Not tear up a little, I mean full on tears dropping down onto the lenses of my glasses as I'm signing the credit card slip.
I spent $75 on a free Titus Andronicus show. Or $79 on a corned beef sandwich. Or $76.29 on a Faygo.
I came to the conclusion that the movie Cobra provides what could be the most clear, concise dividing line on our country's political spectrum.
This town gets beautiful on me sometimes.