People suck…
OK; that’s not entirely true; I’m just feeling a little misanthropic. That’s because I’m sitting at a sports bar nursing a beer, having just returned from the Williamson County Regional Animal Shelter. Allow me a moment to provide some context.
Two weeks ago I was having lunch with my friend Karoline at Rudy’s BAR-B-Q in Round Rock. She had taken the morning off to pick up some furniture at the Ikea there and invited me to lunch. I’ve known her for more than 15 years. We’ve seen each other through a divorce and two marriages each. I’ve worked with her, for her, and near her, and although I’m three or four years her senior, she’s like a big sister to me. Continue reading
