I hate political yard signs. I despise political yard signs. On my way to work this morning, I passed at least ten signs, spaced no more than ten feet apart, for the same candidate, across from (and probably set up by) the same company. This would not be the only instance. No, every neighborhood I’ve driven […]
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Rev(ital)ised: Adulthood
I was eighteen years old by the end of 2009. Everyone always makes a big deal about it. It’s sort of a cultural thing, and who can blame a guy for being a little excited? You gain the right to vote, join the military, and do plenty of other things legally, some of which are […]
Michael William Nichols 