Revenge of the Sixth
McDonalds and the working poor
It’s just after the lunch rush at McDonalds on a Friday in Wasilla, Alaska. Things are calming down for the small battalion of worker in various blues, oranges, pinks and collared shirts that make up the “free uniform” garb. I am sitting in the first booth, the one that is closest to the only plug […]
May the fourth be with you
NaBloPoMo: Who wouldn’t you play with as a child?
I am participating in the NaBloPoMo challenge for May. It should be a fun one. It is titled: Play. The topic for today is: Who wouldn’t you play with as a child? I grew up in typical middle America in the heart of the iron belt along the Ohio River Valley. It was full of coal mines, trains […]
NaBloPoMo: Talk about a toy you broke as a child
I am particpating in the NaBloPoMo challenge for May. It should be a fun one. It is titled: Play. Today’s topic is: Talk about a toy you broke as a child. When I was a kid I rarely broke my toys. I don’t know if I was a bit OCD or maybe a little bit anal but I treasured […]