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This is the not at all exaggerated story about how my apartment complex would have been engulfed in flames tonight had it not been for the heroics of one Michael Huffman…and the entire St. Johns County Fire Department. This story is also a PSA announcement [Read more…]

I’m usually not into superstition (outside of sports, that is–case in point, my first FSU jersey did not get washed during my entire undergraduate career–gross, yes, but they didn’t lose a single game in four years when I was in Doak wearing that jersey [15 [Read more…]

Chapter 1» | Chapter 2» | Chapter 3» | Chapter 4» | Chapter 5» [ Chapter 5 ] Thursday / December 20, 2007 In the time it took for me to return to my apartment from the police precinct, news of Boston’s now infamous “Santa Slugger” had slipped beyond the borders of Beantown, [Read more…]

Chapter 1» | Chapter 2» | Chapter 3» | Chapter 4» | Chapter 5» [ Chapter 4 ] Thursday / December 20, 2007 What my mother didn’t know when I hung up on her, was that our little conversation would actually wind up being the catalyst for my Christmas homecoming debacle. The guilt [Read more…]