A Tale of Two Bros
First thing I do when I (finally) get up in the morning is to pick out my writing bathrobe of the day and immediately pour myself a cup of black (as-strong-as-I-can-make-it) French Roast and head over to the computer to check my email to see what Internet havoc went on during my personal slumber party. Most of it is plainly carp, but every now and then, some little gem like the...