McDonalds is Craptacular

Went to McDonalds today for a Shamrock shake--you know a green drink for St. Patty's day.
"Sorry we don't have those anymore," says the disconnected voice coming through the drive thru window as I STARE AT THE FUCKING PICTURE OF A SHAMROCK SHAKE ON THE PLACARD.

Assholes.

So I got a Frosty and Fries from Wendy's instead.


My daughter stole my fries....all of them.

Alone at the Top now live

"Alone at the Top," the first story I wrote for my first Spalding Workshop is now live over at The Wrong Tree Review.

If you have a moment, go take a look.