ShareTweetTuesday night I arrived at Glenwood Coffee and Books to an open garage door with a few people drinking beers as the rains moved in. Most shows  don’t start on time, and this one appeared no different. The crowd was light and my anticipation only grew with the wait. I was standing only a few
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ShareTweetAs I write this, I’m worrying about the knee surgery I may potentially need in my 30s. I’m thinking about the guy that threw his arm around my neck and choked me.  I’m also wondering how many people grabbed onto my boobs last night. I think I lost track after the fifth boob-grab. I’m thinking about
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ShareTweetOn Friday I woke up quick at about noon, just thought that I had to be at Art Fest soon. It was the 13th, and Occupy Greensboro was closing its three-day Art Fest with a hootenanny at Glenwood Coffee & Books, the most radical bookstore South of Lee St. There were arts, crafts, books chocolate
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